Full text of "Pilgrim"
Volume XVII Plymouth, Mass., June, 1938 No. 1
Published this year as a Senior Year Book
1937 THE PILGRIM STAFF 1938
Editor-in-Chief Philip Godfrey
Assistant Editor-in-Chief - - Nahum Morse
Literary Editor Jeanette Hatton
Junior Literary Editor - -- Betty Coleman
Sophomore Literary Editor Lewis Morton
Business Manager - - - Francis Scheid
. .,,-„.,, \ Richard Tubbs
Assistant Business Managers Brooks Barnes
R , , , . \ Leo Roberge
tfoys Atnietics - j Bartholomew Brigida
Girls' Athletics --- Brooks Barnes
Art - ...._.__ Henry Bastoni
Assistant Art -- Linda Longinotti
Exchange Carol Handy
Assistant Exchange - ANNE BEAMAN
French Editor - Florence Canucci
Latin Editor -- ._.-.. Janet Broadbent
Alumni Editor ALICE RlLEY
Assistant Alumni Editor ---- Emily McEwen
Joke Editor ------- -..-._ George Heath
Assistant Joke Editor - - Ralph Beaman
School News Editor Marjorie Decker
Assistant School News Editor Madeline Baker
. ^ , \ Betty Studley
Senior Features - - "} Marion Treglown
Candid Camera \ Vernon KlRKEY
uanaia camera j Francis Kritzmacher
Clubs Arnold Torrance
Fall In ! - - - 5
Attention ! - 6
Forward March! ------ 7
On Parade !--------- .__.._ io
A Tribute To Our Best Citizen - - - - 20
Nealo Haira Says - - - ___________ 21
P. H. S. Day By Day ---------- 21
Dotty Biographies ------------- 22
How History Changes ! ______ 22
Appropriate Lines -------- ___ 22
Notes On The Faculty - - - - - - - - 23
Could It Be! - - - .____._ 24
Principal's Column ------------------ 25
Class Song --------------------- 25
Class Poem - - - - - 28
Why Men Leave Home - - - - 27
That Frivolous Fruit ------- -.___. 27
One Knight of Love ------------------ 28
Junior Poetry Page ------------------ 29
Incident In Early Morning --- ___.___. 39
Another Spring ------------------- 32
The Chair --------------------- 33
Plaid Trousers -------------------- 33
Sophomore Poetry Page -- 35
Sophomore Cartoon Page ---------------- 36
Excerpts from the Diary of P. H. S. 37
"Alumni, Please Take Notice" --------------- 38
Foreign Languages ------ - 40
EXCHANGES - - .-._--__ 43
CANDIDLY YOURS 44
CLUB NEWS 46
ATHLETICS - 50
With sincerest good wishes we dedicate this issue
of "The Pilgrim" to Mr. Wayne M. Shipman
on this, his tenth, anniversary as principal of
Plymouth High School.
Digitized by the Internet Archive
Class of 1938
Plymouth High School
President ------ - Francis Scheid
Vice-President -.._ Barbara Paty
Secretary - - - -... Helen Belcher
Treasurer -------- Arnold Torrance
Ruby and Silver
Non confectus sed initus
FOUR years ago the 1938 Limited
pulled out of the station amidst the
clanging of bells and cheers of proud
Four years! Skirt lengths, bobs, and
funds of courage have risen and fallen ;
wars have begun and ended ; friends
have met and parted. And after four
years of mental gymnastics, our teach-
ers are still our friends.
Let's see where we have gone in the
now famous Limited. We started in a
dubious lot of wooden cars hooked to-
gether with baling wire and promises.
Now we occupy a stream-lined Diesel-
electric job making its 110 m.p.h. in a
pinch. Some class! Well, here are our
principal stops —
President — James Costa
Vice-President — Barbara Paty
Secretary — Margaret Mordt
Treasurer — John Tavernelli
Our first stop was in the city of
Freshman. We were on our first trip
from the old home town and we en-
joyed ourselves to the utmost. Of
course, we still had that young, inex-
perienced air, so some upperclassmen
took rides at our expense.
We vividly remember a conflict in
which we unwittingly became engaged.
Our youthful hearts were set on a fresh-
man dance. Unfortunately each date
we intended to reserve was rudely
snatched from us by some older class.
Now we have learned to clench our
teeth and keep our dates — boys take
As ticket-sellers for the operetta,
"Pinafore," we surprised even our-
selves. The townspeople were besieged
by a crowd of enterprising pupils in-
tent on selling all their tickets. Our
incentive was the fact that Edward
Wright, one of our fellow travellers, had
a major part in the performance.
Our second stop was in the city of
Sophomore. Having been initiated by
this time into the mysteries of city life,
we were not so bewildered. Moreover,
our reputation having preceded us, we
had much less trouble in coping with
our superiors — in age.
In this city our officers changed.
Francis Scheid was elected president.
Roland Holmes became vice-president,
while John Tavernelli did double duty
This year we made the first school
circus a success with the help of some of
the pupils from the upper classes. In-
deed, it was such a success that it be-
came an annual affair.
One of the most important events was
the Sophomore Hop — at which we "hop-
ped" away a perfect evening. We un-
derstand that it is considered the best
dance ever sponsored by Sophomores.
Dr. Davis became a new inhabitant
of this most charming city, and soon
after his arrival he offered a scholar-
ship to the one who possessed the voice
with the greatest possibilities. Our Ed-
ward Wright carried off the prize of a
year's musical training. And it was
"wright" that he should.
In this never-to-be-forgotten year we
had the inestimable privilege of study-
ing to an accompaniment of riveting
from across the street as the new build-
ing was nearing completion.
Once in the new building, we Juniors
became models of brilliance and ef-
ficiency, electing as our class officers
Spencer Brewster, president ; Francis
Scheid, vice-president; Barbara Paty,
secretary ; and John Tavernelli, treasur-
Francis Scheid, our silver-tongued
orator, won the district American
Legion Oratorical Contest. He also ac-
quired another title, that of State Presi-
dent of the Student Activities Society.
Spencer Brewster was chosen to fill the
position of President of the Southeast-
ern Branch of Associated Bodies of Stu-
dent Councils of Massachusetts — which
title, we believe, is the longest one ever
held by a student in Plymouth High
Our destination was that beautiful
city, Senior. It proved to be truly a
wonderful place. A dignified air of ac-
tivity pervaded the serious atmosphere,
and we felt that Senior was indeed the
place in which to live.
For officers we elected :
President — Francis Scheid
Vice-President — Barbara Paty
Secretary — Helen Belcher
Treasurer — Arnold Torrance
Our Senior Dance was a decided suc-
cess, one of those things carefully
stored in the corners of our memories
to think about in future years.
Barbara Paty was chosen the best
girl citizen in the Senior Class.
And now we have completed our
journey through the land of High
School. If you ever visit this strange
country, you must be sure to look to-
wards the golden city, Success, on the
top of the hill. There on the tracks will
be the 1938 Limited going steadily up
HAVING successfully survived the
perplexites of high school life and
unexpectedly finding ourselves the
proud possessors of prodigious posses-
sions, we, the opulent and philanthropic
Class of 1938, do hereby bequeath the
following to the persons herein speci-
To Mr. Shipman : A television adap-
tation for his cherished public address
system. (It is our opinion that gesti-
culation would make announcements
To Mrs. Raymond: A beautiful,
white, hard-rubber bulletin board of the
washable type for Room 301. We are
desirous of eliminating any possibility
of shock in case pupils in the future
decide to use superfluous amounts of
To Miss McNerny : Congratulations !
Now she has a real opportunity to dis-
play her culinary prowess.
To Mr. Bagnall: A sumptuous easy
chair next to the window at the cele-
brated Old Colony Club, to be reserved
only for him.
To Miss Carey: A costly camera of
reliable make with which she may take
an abundance of excellent pictures the
next time she journeys to France.
To Mr. Smiley: An air-tight, glass
anatomizing box fitted with a chimney
to remove any obnoxious odors which
may chance to issue from his defunct
To Miss Rafter: A replica of that
oft-discussed mace of Congress, to be
used upon any recalcitrant history stu-
dent on that part of his anatomy where
it will do the most good.
To Mr. Mongan: A special pair of
study-hall slippers with thick heels of
sponge rubber, so that meditating stu-
dents (if there be any) will not be
brusquely disturbed whenever he is
To Miss Judd : Stationary desks for
203. (We know the possibilities of
equipment not attached to the floor.)
To Mr. Packard : Photo-electrically-
controlled curtains for his physics room.
We seek to save him the annoyance of
keeping Old Sol from vexing the optics
of cogitating students.
To Miss Locklin : A complete set of
polyhedrons to save her the inconven-
ience of juggling books, pencils, rulers,
and all else that may lie in the immed-
iate vicinity, to picture the various
geometrical figures for her solid classes.
To Miss Kelly : A taxi with a burly
chauffeur to "whisk" her to the quiet of
her home at the close of school.
To Miss Lang: A fire-gong for her
classroom so that pupils need not be
continually reminded that the bell has
To Mrs. Sharkey: A large roll of
adhesive tape for the discouragement
of the garrulous.
To Miss Boucher: Our sincere hope
that she may forever survive those
weird dishes concocted by the senior
To Miss Humphrey: Our most sin-
cere hope that she may succeed in her
To Miss Coombs: An endless belt
back to the corridor to remove those
who, if offered any encouragement,
would linger for a pleasant chat with a
To the Misses Johnson: Mono-
grammed brooches, on the condition that
they be conspicuously worn whenever in
school so that we may learn, at once and
for all time, which is Helen C. and
which is Helen M. It is becoming de-
cidedly trite to refer to them as 'the
big one" and "the little one."
To Dr. Davis: An automatic spray
gun so that his gifted musicians may
"butter their music."
To Miss Dowling: Our deep apprec-
iation for her splendid cooperation
whenever we were in need of super-
vision in her field.
To Mr. Knowlton: A sign boldly
inscribed with the words, "Director of
Physical Education," to be mounted
above his office door.
To Miss Wilber: Our permission to
convert Room 306 into a luxurious sa-
lon, with the restriction that it be used
only by those privileged to attend her
gala Latin parties.
To Mr. Garland: An invitation to
demonstrate his vocal talent to the up-
To Miss Jacques : Because her room
is so conveniently located, a stop-watch
to time the superhuman speeds of stu-
dents racing to school at one minute to
To Mrs. Garvin : The suggestion
that girls' basketball games precede the
boys' on the regular Friday night sched-
ule. (Very definitely this would in-
crease the gate receipts.)
To the Class of 1939: Benches
along the upper corridor. We seek to
save you the agonies we experienced
whenever we managed surreptitiously
to steal from utility period. (Inciden-
tally, it may please the recipients to
know that this suggestion was made by
a member of the faculty.)
To the Class of 1940: A bottle of
that world-reknowned "Stretcholene"
for the astonishingly large number of
diminutive persons in it. (Incidentally,
we are also including a tank of "Shrink-
olene" for one Monsieur Brewer.)
Signed sealed, published, and de-
clared by the members of the above-
named Class of 1938, as and for their
last Will and Testament, hereby revok-
ing all former Wills and Codicils which
may have been devised by us.
In witness whereof, we hereunto have
affixed our signatures :
Jodge E. Podgy
Jack B. Nimble
PLYMOUTH ! The last town on my
list to be canvassed ! I was engaged
in building up political support for
my candidate, Mr. Francis Scheid, for
the presidency of the A. L. U. (Ameri-
can Labor Union) . This organization, as
you know, is the union of the A. F. of L.
and the C. I. 0. ; the possibility of which
was discussed widely when I was in
high school. Feeling certain that Mr.
Scheid would carry his home town by
an overwhelming majority, I had left
it for last-minute solicitations. Lest I
be found tedious for dwelling upon the
political aspects of my visit, I shall
merely tell you of the various positions
which I found my former classmates
occupying in the community.
Thinking it good strategy to appear
at my best before starting my political
maneuvers, I entered a tonsorial shop,
that of John Tavernelli. I noticed in
his employ Letty McKee and Beverly
Kaiser, manicurists, and Henry Adams,
Once more on the sidewalk I gazed
intently at the numerous commercial
signs, and was waiting for officer
"Butch" Torrance to wave me across
the bustling thoroughfare, when Earl
Young, street cleaner, politely requested
me to stand aside.
"Burlesque School," read the placard
that most readily caught my eye. I
was greeted at the entrance by Head-
master "Ants-in-his-Pants" Metcalf,
while from the adjacent room flitted
Sub-master Alfred Pizzotti, flanked by
teachers Leland Nickerson, George
"Mackerel" Fratus, and Howard Smith.
By the headmaster I was informed of
the spectacular success achieved by
Janet Broadbent, Margie Decker, Don-
ald Randall, and Albert Pederzani in a
number produced by Harrison Griffin.
While en route to my next prospect,
my eyes were diverted to multi-colored
flyers sifting down from an airplane to
advertise "Belcher-Albertini Cough
Medicine." I was later informed that
the creator of this paper avalanche was
Warren Peck, president of a flight club
recently organized in the town.
"K. K. K." read the lettering on the
window of the next business house. On
inquiry I learned that these well-known
letters had lost their former significance
to the world, and now meant Kirkey's
Kandid Kameras. Inside Mr. Kirkey
was talking shop with the owners of the
Kritz-Holmes Film Company.
Following a chat with these old
chums, I ambled down to the Regini-
Gray Gymnasium, where Warren "Pea-
nut" Raymond was training under the
management of "J. P." Govoni in prep-
aration for his match with Gerry
Rezendes for the lightweight champion-
ship of the world.
Our conversation was interrupted by
feminine ejaculations from the far side
of the portable gym doors. On inspec-
tion I found that they belonged to Bar-
bara Paty, Edna Gunther, Hilda Guid-
etti, and Beverly Karle. These "Little
Women" had recently been a featured
attraction in a side-show as "The Only
Pygmy Women in Captivity." Now, un-
der the leadership of Marion Lahey,
they were taking a course in body
stretching. In a corner was Annie Stein
accompanying them on a Tedeschi Spec-
ial, an instrument endorsed by that
world-famous jazz pianist.
Lunch time was approaching when I
departed from this establishment with
several old cronies. We agreed on Zam-
marchi's Cafeteria as the scene of our
noonday repast. On the way as we
passed "J.G." Govoni's King-Pin Alleys,
we were literally thrown off our feet by
the onslaught of Domonick Fratus and
Clarence Johnson, still pin boys (still
motion) on their way to Florence
Canucci's Dog Cart. However, we ar-
rived at our destination safely and were
cordially invited by Proprietor Zam-
marchi to view his culinary experts in
action. They proved to be Wayne Allen,
Dwight Harlow, Edwin Sears, and
We enjoyed excellent service from
waitresses Ruth Jenkins and Arlene
Giovanetti under the watchful eyes of
Headwaitress Dorothy Ziegengeist. On
our way out we bade adieu to Betty
Watson, who was perched on a high
stool in the cashier's cage. Despite our
friendship there was no need to press
payment upon her.
Outside I parted from my friends,
and with the hope that I would have a
successful afternoon, I entered the
Heath Building which belonged to our
old friend George. My first visit in the
building was to Leo Roberge, lawyer,
who was preparing his latest case, that
of Ruth Wood vs. Madeline Wrighting-
ton. Each of these taxi drivers claimed
to have had the right of way in a recent
collision. Another case under prepara-
tion was that of Marguerite O'Keefe,
stage star, vs. Janet Perrault, news
commenator, charging slander.
In the hall I passed the owners of the
Cotti and Malaguti Construction Com-
pany, discussing methods of interesting
the townspeople in a new high school.
When I entered Dr. Edward Wright's
office, nurse Elizabeth Anderson in-
formed me that he was, at the moment,
taking a trumpet lesson from the emi-
nent musician, Chester Parsons.
Upon my departure from the building
I observed the Cobb and Robbins Sight-
Seeing Bus just being piloted from the
curb by Spencer Brewster.
I was awaiting an interview with
"Heart-Balmer" Ann Bittinger when I
espied the early edition of the daily Pil-
grim. One of the editorials that caught
my eye was from the pen of Editor
Philip Godfrey concerning the personal
safety of American citizens in foreign
lands. This had doubtlessly been insti-
gated by the danger of our ambassador
to China, Henry Bastoni, and the fash-
ion reporters in Paris, Isabel Cravinho
and Helen Darsch. I also noticed the
displays of Handy's Candies, Riley's
Pastry Pantry Incorporated, and the
Lob Lolly Luncheon, under the manage-
ment of Violet Boudreau and Marjorie
On my way out I met Tony Valenzi-
ano entering for his appointment with
Miss Bittinger, closely followed by his
bodyguard, Robert Birnstein. My! How
the girls abuse those movie heroes !
Margaret Cook, Mary Cingolani, and
Dorothy DeCost were parading for
higher wages for models in front of Lil-
lian Sherman's Paris Fashion Shoppe.
Just then there emerged from this im-
portant style center, Marion Treglown
and Betty Studley, style editors for ri-
Most unfortunately I collided at this
point with Harold Padovani, sandwich
man advertising "Cohen's Bargain
A circus poster met my view depict-
ing Lizzie Digenova, acrobat; John
Darsch, strong man ; and Raymond
Bocacci, fire-eater. All were in the em-
ploy of the Great Demas-Branco Ten
The clanging of fire gongs lured me
up a side street. When I arrived at the
scene, Reporter Martin Brewster was
photographing the rescued cat of house-
wife, Mary Dugas, in the arms of the
hero, Howard Courtney. Disappointed,
I retraced my footsteps to the doorway
of Margaret Boutin's palmistry shop.
Inside she was reading the hand of
Constance Kellen, leader of the Women's
Foresight League. Jeanette Hatton,
society editor of the Plymouth "Tellall,"
was lying in wait for Miss Kellen.
On emerging from this establsihment
I recognized Elva Mulcahey, foremost
lecturer of the day on horticulture, urg-
ing mechanic Amedeo Galvani to hurry
his work on the carburetor of her
streamlined car, manufactured by the
Pearson - Lafayette Automobile Com-
pany. At the same time, Alphonse An-
drada, driver of Pedrini's Italian bread
truck, was ordering Robert Paoletti to
move his peanut cart from the only
empty parking space on the block.
Through the window of Miriam
Young's beauty parlor I espied hair-
dressers Leah Lodi and Evon Lee very
busily engaged — in reading.
Seeking a public place in which to
leave election flyers and cards, I en-
tered the new public library, donated
to the town by the millionaire chess
champion of the world, Armando Bar-
boza. Here I recognized the girls at
the lending desk as Marietta Sears and
Charlotte Schneider, now slavishly in
love — with books.
When I returned to business, I pur-
chased an evening edition of the Pil-
grim at Peter Brigida's news store. On
the front page I read the story of the
defeat of Bartholomew Brigida at the
hands of Donald Govoni in the annual
clam-digging contest. Allen Bumpus,
a dark horse, was a close third.
As I rounded the next corner, I met
Marion Parker, Rita Sampson's partner
in the dog-breeding business, who was
airing one of their pedigreed pups in
front of Dorothy Resnick's boarding
I entered a corner drugstore owned
by Marjorie Drew. In the absence of
the regular clerk, Eleanor Hall was do-
ing her best at the soda fountain.
Jessie Hollis was demonstrating the
usefulness of Jean Murray's latest in-
vention, the mirror clock. With this, I
was told, I could compute the hour by
the size of the reflection of my eyes in
In a far corner a radio was tuned in
to the western music of Eileen Payson
and her guitar. As some non-musical
person turned the dial, I recognized the
voice of Elsie Peccini offering diet
hints, and that of Barbara Peterson
playing the role of Ma Snerkins. She
was supported by Brooks Harlow in the
role of Shnuffle.
The strains of "Sweet Rosy O'Grady"
drew me from my lofty perch to the
door. Immediately a terrifying creature
attacked me with a tin cup. When I had
made a contribution, his master, Joe
Costa, delivered me from the monkey.
My last visit was to a store on the
window of which was printed "Furtado
and Burgess Weiner Company. Hot
Dogs— 20c a Yard."
The owners of this establishment in-
vited me to their tenth annual banquet,
a gathering at which I would find the
greater part of my old classmates. I
readily accepted and was there early
enough to complete some unfinished
After the main course, hot dogs, I
knew no more until I awoke a week
later in a hospital room. Even though
I had nearly lost my life in the en-
deavor, I was glad to have met again
so many of my friends of high school
Chester Moores '38
HARBOR AT DUSK
The evening sky is faintly flushed,
A soft pale pink against pearl grey.
The harbor sounds are faint and hushed,
And echo dimly 'cross the bay.
Sharp etched against the darkening sky,
The spars of vessels, anchored fast.
The seagulls dip and swoop on high
Among the silhouetted masts.
Betty Coleman '39
The editors wish to thank Miss
Judd ayid her typists for assistance in
the preparation of copy for "The
We've read her short stories,
The news we relay:
Life on the campus
She'll mount her horse and swiftly
And who is better qualified?
The race of life she now can win
Before the others can begin.
"Janet is my name," said she,
"I hope you won't forget. '■> u
There's nothing that I dislike more
Than to be called Jeanette."
Opportunity for service
She never passes by,
On her sober judgment
We've found we can rely.
We wouldn't be astonished
If when this book comes out
Helen has the honor
Of being an Eagle Scout.
She intends to assist
In case Nature forgot to —
Curly hair she will give you
If you tell her she ought to.
Every morning before eight
Down the corridor in a whirl,
On a very big girl's errand
Goes a very little girl.
"Whatever's worth doing
Is worth doing right,"
Armed with her adage
She'll storm any height.
Her surname suggests
But to no fiery outbursts
Does she ever give vent.
Each one went to the basket,
Each wanted gum to chew:
Was it you who tempted him
Or he who tempted you?
Peg's latest passion.
We've heard, is bowling:
In the gutter it's easy
To "keep the ball rolling."
She has a yen
To own a car:
With her shank's mare
Rates under par.
We labored overlong,
We madly tore our hair —
But now we know the donor
Of that little pin you wear.
A flash of knitting needles —
A glimpse of something green-
Arlene's the fastest knitter
That we have ever seen.
We think she gets more fun from
Than anyone we know.
With gleeful nods and wreathed
She sets all hearts aglow.
Upon the classroom quiet
A maiden's scream rang out.
No need to amplify it:
Twas. Dottie's wrathful shout.
Blushing is said
To be a lost art:
We don't believe it —
Come on, Hilda, start.
"Quality, not quantity,"
Is the thing that counts:
Since knowing you, young lady,
Our faith in the adage mounts.
"I crave a career," said Lizzie,
"For crowned heads I must
"Forget that stuff," said Georgie;
"While I'm here — not a chance."
She'd change her name to Elmer,
She'd don a pair of pants,
She'd turn herself into a boy
If she but had the chance.
Margie is the one to tell
If you've a joke that's gay,
It may not be so funny
But she'll giggle anyway.
\€> CAROL HANDY
We're very proud of Carol,
We feel we have the right —
For as our hockey captain
She worked with all her might.
If you crave a brand new frock
But your funds are low,
Take a tip from Mary —
She knows how to sew!
For one who acts so joyous
You're very mystifying:
Why is it, in your stories,
There's always someone dying?
"I'm never going to marry,
No man will steal my heart.
I'll wed myself to a big career-
You see, I'm just plain smart."
Of those who could be favorites,
There's only one on top;
And though his name is Lawrence,
We'd better call him "Pop."
"Ruthie" is a quiet girl,
But secrets out will seep;
We know this adage never fails:
Still waters still run deep.
With serious and solemn mien
She enters Learning's portals,
But with ready wit and flashing
Regales us lesser mortals.
She's always completely
Neat and sedate,
From the tip of her toes
To the top of her pate.
With Mr. Jim Farley
My name doesn't rhyme
As I've tried to explain
Full many a time.
Connie has a ready smile,
A happy mien has she,
Perhaps we ought to hide
For she writes poetry!
"Buttons" is popular,
And, strange as it may seem,
It really isn't just because
Her father makes ice cream.
For one boy
She has a wink:
And she writes her notes
In purple ink.
Before she starts upon a venture
She plans her acts with care,
Always weighing every problem
Before her thoughts she'll share.
She's a fine Scotch lassie
Without any cares
Declaring her clan
By the tartan she wears.
On her toes —
With candy and ice-cream
New pounds we are buying,
But she keeps her figure
Without even trying.
When Barbara speaks,
Fall on the air
And joy abounds.
Some girls choose idols
Just for a lark,
But she's ever faithful
To one Buddy Clark.
She can make a Stradivarius
Sweetly sing or sigh;
But we like her better for
That twinkle in her eye.
Eileen has a weakness,
Yet she doesn't need a pill!
She likes them dark and hand-
If you doubt us, just ask Phil.
Elsie is mercurial:
First she's up, then she's down,
In quick succession she bestows
Her lightest laugh, her deepest
For Allie "A's" are nothing new,
She gets them all the time:
We feel her failures will be few
As upward she will climb.
A whizz — a flash,
A streak of gray!
It's Rita's car —
She's on her way!
A little girl
Is Janet Perrault:
Why won't she try
A silent and retiring miss
Who speaks in tones so low
She startled us in class one day
By crying out, "No, No!"
If you think you are Jack Benny,
On Charlotte try your wit.
No half-baked jokes will get a
But you might make a hit.
Out a-boating she did go
One summer day not long ago:
From the boat fair maiden fell,
And for help was forced to yell.
Letters here, letters there,
Letters, letters everywhere;
Lil will gladly correspond
If you'll promise to respond.
We've had our G-Men on the job.
But they admit they've flopped:
Why you are labelled "Pinky"
Has our best sleuths stopped.
was just some news
If we can credit what we hear
That caused her eyes to twinkle
And a smile from ear to ear.
A friend in need is Webster
When with her we talk,
Her voluble discourses
Give us such a shock!
Betty goes to Brockton,
For what she doesn't say —
So at this time and in this rhyme
Our suspicions we relay.
One day Ruth went riding
Upon a lively horse,
But when he threw her to
She soon knew who was boss.
In our halls of learning
She's o_uiet as can be:
But when dismissal's sounded,
She acts quite differently.
She said in class
The other day
She wouldn't change
Her name for pay.
The smile of health
That is hard to suppress
Is a source of wealth
Dot has to excess.
A waggish, wild and woolly wit
The party's life, 'tis true,
Without our famous "Yogi"
What would Mr. Mongan do?
'Neath the basket he's a wonder.
On the diamond he's a wow!
Now you ask, "Can he play foot-
Of course he can— and how!
His weaknesses are very few
Or else he hides them well;
For, though our ear is to
We've no tall tales to tell.
Of him we're rather envious
For he never has to hike:
He may drive a shiny auto
Or pedal a bright red "bike."
You do possess.
But your accounting
Is just a plain mess.
With his long legs
He's ready to climb
The ladder to fame
Three rungs at a time.
American Culture use to be
Your very special meat,
But now you take Commercial
You aren't so hard to beat.
He likes to toy with model trains
But do not think him queer,
For in the end he aims to be
A railroad engineer.
W. C. Fields played the old army
But Mart has his own to show us:
He doesn't use three shells and
But one good Whitman-bound
Give him a mare
That can take a high fence,
That's all that is needed
To satisfy "Spence."
A little knife, a pin, or trick,
Bart always has a toy.
If you ask us, he'll always be
A bouncing baby boy.
He was a dancing maiden
Resilient as elastic,
When in his lacey garments
He tripped the light fantastic.
Slender of stature,
Quiet of speech —
Ready to learn
What Life has to teach.
A little bit pessimistic
Is our Rideout of the future.
If you contradict him,
Carley will turn and "shootcha.
"Speak up!" We can't hear you!'
Mrs. Raymond laments:
But she doesn't ask you to,
She has too much sense.
Do you want to argue
About anything at all?
Be it politics or peanuts
"Kelly" Cohen's at your call.
JOSEPH B. COSTA
He's the kind of person
We like to have around —
He goes his way from day to day,
Both feet upon the ground.
The fatal hour had struck:
His debut was at hand!
In the wings he pulled the ropes-
He was the curtain man.
"Skee" Courtney is famed for
He's a wiry lad, devoid of fear:
Barbara's the "dear" he's trying
If there's a way, he has the will.
The girls would like to ask you
Where you got those auburn locks.
And while you're at it, tell us, too,
Who makes those hand-knit
A stylish lad is Joseph D..
A Beau Brummell in dress.
But when it comes to keeping
He's always in a mess.
Though his visage shows no sign
Of mischief or of prank,
Mickey's hand's in everything,
While his face remains a blank.
Just a fish out of water?
Or is this a game?
We're eager to know
Why Mackerel's your name.
Joe says he's quite an artist
With needle and with thread.
He says he'll mend you anything:
It's the finished work we dread.
Diogenes sought one honest man,
Searched throughout an entire
Amedeo's on the trail of Truth
With microscope in hand.
He's a man of the press
So he knows all tire news:
At the drop of a hat
He'll expound all his views.
If we were half as handsome,
If we had for clothes your flair.
We think we'd conquer shyness
And seek the spotlight's glare.
JOSEPH G. GOVONI
When he pens a billet doux.
He follows a certain mode —
To keep it strictly personal
He writes the note in code.
JOSEPH P. GOVONI
Joseph must have built endur-
For his long class - meeting
When he acts as guide each
While his classmates frequent
A final word of warning
Lest your path be rough:
"Never look for trouble —
It'll find you fast enough."
"Griffie" is a studious lad,
A whiz at hockey, too,
His given name is Harrison,
But he'll be "Spud" to you.
An engaging smile
A cheerful "hello" —
Brooks is the friendliest
Person we know.
Some girls like the busy city
Some prefer the country air:
But we all vote for Manomet
If only Dwight is there.
Sing a song of drumsticks
With a heart just full of swing,
And in it he will join you,
Well bet 'most anything.
Ask "Holmesy," — he will tell you
What scouting's all about:
He has first-hand knowledge,
For he's an Eagle Scout.
In the classroom he abstains
From all idle chatter,
But on the baseball diamond
It's quite a different matter.
Some day when you're feeling low
Or foolish as can be,
He'll catch you with his camera
For all the world to see.
FRANCIS KRITZMACHER . y ^ j.*
We know the reason > • /
One Boy Scout fell- ^f***"***/
It's just that her dimples '
Curtis surely loves to talk.
To make most verbose speeches,
The time for class is almost up
Before the end he reaches.
Oh. sing a song of lemon pie
Or of biscuits for a change,
This culinary cowboy
Is at home with a kitchen range.
In size he's not
So very tall,
But when he talks
He beats us all.
If we had a court
And wanted a jester,
We'd be amply amused I
If we procure^ Chester. '
He can't see why people
Worry and fret,
He may come to it later —
No need for it yet.
He struggles wildly
Safe ground to reach:
He's stuck in the mire
Of his own speech.
Harold is our handy man
With "floods" and "baby spot"
When we present a "drammer,'
We depend on him a lot.
Poets sing in accents sweet
Of lovely ladies tresses:
But he can match them any day —
Or we miss all three guesses.
If some day you wish to melt
Some young lady's heart,
Just flash that gleaming smile of
It will act like Cupid's dart!
Georgie Porgie, puddin' and pie,
Kissed the girls and made them
Perhaps he did it on the sly
Because we know he's rather shy.
In class he's rather reticent,
At least he seems that way;
But what he does outside of
Is more difficult to say.
He has Astaire beat a million
When his talent he displays,
No matter what the time or place,
"Arbie's" there to set the pace.
You've heard the well-known
That "Nato" proves is true,
"If you are fond of people,
People are fond of you."
Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow:
But Alfred's pet is shining black-
Its power we all know.
We see the good sense
As we grow older
Of one who won't carry
A chip on his shoulder.
He never says so very much,
But o'er and o'er again
We've all been told we must be-
Of those dark, silent men.
MARIO RE GIN I
Your weighty discussions
Nearly floor us—
But, goodness knows,
They never bore us!
Twinkling eyes and
Curling hair —
When mischief's done,
He's had his share.
In two respects
We think him wise:
He neither grumbles
Nor gives alibis.
As the "Blind Man" in the play,
You really did excel;
But with a certain senior
You didn't do so well.
He's the president of our class:
So please don't show alarm
When we whisper to you softly,
"He lives at the County Farm!"
Whenever he smiles
His dimples show,
This gets his "goat"
As we all know!
'Where did you get that hat?"
Is an old-time tune, 'tis true;
But if we're not presuming,
We'll sing that song to you.
Johnny's our Latin genius,
He excels in French aussi;
But where he gets those haircuts
Is a deep, dark mystery.
He shall have music wherever he
And plenty of people around him,
For he has only to touch ivory
And a music-mad throng will
"We wouldn't look so
Say his friends with much
"If someone would invent
That Arnold couldn't
Beneath his facile fingers
Artistic letters fair.
And on the dance floor
The answer to a prayer.
Whoops! my dears,
Hold eevry thing!
Here's a lad
Who's going to sing.
When our song
Of youth is sung.
He needn't worry —
He'll still be "Young.
No single human being
Could, unaided, make
Those who know what's
what just look
For Libero and the "boys."
A Tribute to
Our Best Citizen
rf^HIS year the senior class chose Bar-
bara Paty as its best citizen. For the
past few years the Daughters of the
American Revolution have extended to
Plymouth High School the privilege of
participating in a yearly contest to de-
termine which girl of the senior class
is the most outstanding in four respects :
dependability, service, leadership, and
patriotism. From the three girls chosen
by the class itself, the faculty selected
Barbara as its delegate to the conven-
tion. To be designated as a best citizen
is, of course, a great honor, and we
know that in our selection we have a
girl who truly fulfills all the require-
Barbara is dependable. She served
our class faithfully and well in her
freshman year when she was vice-
president, and in her junior year when
she acted as secretary. She is now vice-
president of the senior class.
Personality, self-control, and ability
to assume responsibility are necessary
to leadership. Barbara, although she is
quiet, is one of the most outstanding
personalities in the senior class. She
is always friendly and cheerful, always
ready to listen to the troubles of her
classmates, always prepared to help her
friends. She has proved her ability to
assume responsibility by serving on
committees for two important events,
the Sophomore Hop and the Junior
Patriotism is the last requirement.
Her unselfish interest in her family,
school, community, and nation has won
friends for her wherever she goes. Our
choice may be attributed, also, to her
indomitable desire to do her best at all
times and under all conditions, her ir-
repressible spirit, her true friendly
feeling for all her associates. She is,
indeed, our foremost girl citizen.
NEALO HAIRA SAYS—
ll/JY dear, haul up a chair: the great
J-*-*- day is almost here . . . yes, grad-
uation . . . there are several thousand
others graduating also . . . make you
feel small? . . . Just as a reminder of
bygone days . . . those assemblies in
the old building sponsored by the home-
rooms with all the dreadful suffering
the leaders had to undergo, and the
quivering of divers limbs; surely you
remember . . . Many of the good deeds
done in Plymouth can be attributed to
members of the senior class, the most
outstanding boy scouts being Roland
Holmes, Francis Kritzmacher, Ray-
mond Bocacci, Wilfred Cohen, Amedeo
Galvani, and Vernon Kirkey . . . Be-
cause we still remember Mr. Williams
smashing the head of lettuce, we vote
that the assembly, "Wonders of Liquid
Air," be given the title of the most in-
teresting presented in the new build-
ing . . . It is rumored that the suc-
cessors to Amos and Andy are Howard
Smith and Eddie Sears . . . could be
. . . Whoever thought of that "Washyer
Windshield" program, anyway . . .
To-day's favorite gag: Stooge — Who
gave Lincoln's "Gettysburg Address"?
Smarty — Johnny Tavernelli ... at
that it's a safe answer ... On the
authority of a certain biology teacher,
most snakes are harmless. Okay, we
believe him, but he and Professor Clapp
may have our share . . . Because there
are more boys than girls in the Class of
'38, you won't see an extended row of
girls in the reception line — we hope
. . . The present senior class proved
its mental prowess when Professor
Myles gave those mental tests to 110 of
us . . . Old helpful at the bat again ;
the best way to gain the head of the
cafeteria "line-up" is to practice at
home. Jump at a signal and dash mad-
ly down the stairs. Plan to have your
family about to obstruct your progress
... it adds the touch of realism . . .
This is a sure thing, after two weeks
you'll be in perfect form ... we aren't
vouching for your family ... In words
of a Southern slangster, the cup-cakes
made by the male cooking classes are
"creole," meaning "tops" ... or are
they? . . . Why is it that almost every-
one (excluding Bart Brigida) so hates
to answer the phone? . . . shy little
violets, aren't we? . . . And the one
time when every senior wracks his
brain is when he's trying to think of a
clever remark to put in "Commence-
ment Memories" under the column
"Wants to be" . . . From the Class of
'38 we nominate to the Hall of Fame in
oratory, Francis Scheid ; drama, Leo
Roberge ; music, Bill Tedeschi ; and
sports, Wayne Allen.
B. Studley 38
P. H. S. DAY BY DAY
DEAR DIARY: Suddenly occurred to
me : There'll soon be a last time for
that old school feeling. Makes me realize
all the things I'm going to miss.
Thoughts, while strolling down the
corridor: If appearances aren't more
deceiving than usual, there are shortly
going to be several amateur comedians
without an audience.
How the times and styles do change !
Those vari-colored squares the girls
have been wearing about their heads
give a very youthful expression to the
face. Perhaps they are the result of all
the knitting that was done at the bas-
ketball games the past winter.
Questions that bother: Wonder why
there is only one pane of clear glass in
the classroom doors? Perhaps the bet-
ter to see you with, my dear.
Do teachers really have eyes in the
back of their head? Or have we been
deluded all these years?
Wonder who was the ingenious stu-
dent who thought of the paper in the
locker handles? It saves so much of the
valuable energy needed for more im-
After this we hope our esteemed
elders will have nothing more to say
about the apparent lack of feeling for
the English language exhibited by the
younger generation. One young hope-
ful, relating a bicycling accident to a
friend, said, "I descended the declivity
with such velocity that, losing my equi-
librium, my cranium came in contact
with the macadamized road." Some-
body must use the dictionary diligently,
or is it just a repercussion from the
assiduous ( ?) study of vocabulary in
the senior English classes?
The popularity of the "lyric of Amer-
ican life" seems to be progressing right
in our own high school. An example of
one is that manufactured by room 301
for a recent contest.
Blue and White
Come out on top!
(Clever people, the seniors!)
U»RANCIS SCHEID . . . senior presi-
*- dent . . . aspires to be a professor
of mathematics . . . chooses hiking as
his favorite pastime . . . states that
people who talk incessantly and radio
comedians who tell stale jokes are his
pet peeves . . . considers winning the
district elimination in last year's ora-
tory contest his greatest accomplish-
ment . . . was P. H. S.'s representative
to the S. A. S. . . . belong? to the 4-H
club, Executive Board of the S. A. S.
and Pilgrim staff . . . member of
Honor Society . . . president Sopho-
more year and vice-president in the
Junior year . . . hasn't decided on any
college as yet . . . celebrated his 17th
birthday last September 24th . . . was
born in Plymouth . . . is 5 feet 8 inches
tall . . . has dark hair and greenish
eyes . . . likes sports and reading . . .
says his success has been mostlv good
luck! ! !
Barbara Paty . . . vice-president
. . . born August 1st in Plymouth . . .
5 feet of pleasantness . . . says she
likes to knit ... is quite an outdoor
girl . . . enjoys swimming, skating,
and skiing . . . hasn't any definite
plans about college . . . is an active
member of the S. A. S. and National
Honor Society . . . enjoys the antics of
Charlie McCarthy . . . was class vice-
president in her Freshman year . . .
secretary in Junior year . . . pet
peeves are rubber elastic and oral com-
positions . . . has a grand smile . . .
medium brown hair, blue eyes . . . has
a lofty ambition to be the feminine
version of Adrian ... in other words
a dress designer.
Helen Belcher . . . secretary . . .
plays hockey . . . but likes all sports
. . . ambition is to be a nurse . . . then
to become the superintendent of a hos-
pital . . . plans to attend Middlebury
College . . . favorite pastime is knit-
ting . . . prefers the color red . . .
belongs to S. A. S. and Honor Society
. . . plays in the orchestra . . . col-
lects stamps . . . has no pet peeves
. . . was born in Plymouth, March 25,
1921 . . . owns a sleek black dog named
"Gypsy" . . . is 5 feet 6 x /2 inches tall
. . . has enticing dimples . . . states
the only thing she ever won was a
camera . . . but so far she hasn't be-
come a rabid photographer.
Arnold Torrance . . . capable treas-
urer of senior class . . . collector of
stamps and coins . . . likes history
especially well ... in fact, plans to be
a history teacher . . . blue is his fav-
orite color . . . belongs to the P. A. A.
and is on the staff of the Pilgrim . . .
is planning to attend Boston University
. . . likes swimming and tennis . . .
also enjoys hiking . . . plays chess to
relax . . . is 5 feet IOV2 inches tall
. . . has dark brown hair and blue eyes
. . . born in Plymouth, May 1st, 1920.
HOW HISTORY CHANGES!
A MISTAKE is a mistake in any lan-
guage, but American History, and
then it is funny.
A few of the prize "boners" made in
an American History test will suffice to
prove the point:
"Stonewall" Jackson got his nickname
from charging like a stonewall. (Some
The independent Republicans who
supported Cleveland were Half-Creeds.
(Out of the mouths of babes . . .)
Question: Who said "A public office
is a public trust"?
Answer: Vanderbilt. (How you must
have changed, Commodore!)
The 14th Amendment specifies that
no state shall deprive any person of
crime nor shall any person be freed
without two thirds vote of Congress.
(That might entail some waiting.)
Johnson was impeached because he
violated the Homestead Act. (One guess
is as good as another.)
The chief issue of the campaign of
1888 was corruption. That of 1896,
Guadalupe-Hidalgo was a writer. The
Ostend Manifesto is a state in Cuba.
In the Credit Mobilier scandal, shares
of watermelon stock were sold to mem-
bers of Congress. (Some people will
try anything once.)
Is somebody blushing?
"A man who knows but won't tell"
— Vernon Kirkey.
"Strange to the world, he bore a bash-
ful look" — Edwin Sears.
"Wisdom is better than rubies" — Mary
"Thy modesty is a candle to thy merit"
— Dorothy Ziegengeist.
"Silence is the key to contentment"
— George Pearson.
"To be agreeable is to have friends"
— Jeanette Hatton.
"His greatest sin is a merry grin"
— Alfred Pizzotti.
"Not that I love study less but that I
love fun more" — Tommy Metcalf.
"A little man who loves an argument"
— Gerald Rezendes.
"A pound of pluck is w^rk a ton of
luck" — Anna Riley.
"It's nice to be natural when you're
naturally nice" — Carol Handy.
"A still tongue maketh a wise head"
— Gilbert Robbins.
"All men need recreation, don't they?"
— LeBaron Gray.
"Bashful boys have many advantages"
— Donald Govoni.
"Laugh and the world laughs with
you" — Howard Smith.
"Sports stands high among her varied
interests" — Marion Lahey.
"Reward comes from honest effort"
— Renato Pedrini.
"A calmer maid is hard to find" — Bar-
"The future is purchased by the pres-
ent" — Arnold Torrance.
"Quiet, sweet, and a lady" — Marion
"A pleasant companion" — Annie Stein.
'To every pound of work she adds an
ounce of fun" — Margie Decker.
"Friends she has many, foes are there
any?" — Isabelle Cravinho.
"Endowed with the sanctity of reason"
— Constance Kellen.
"One who does his own thinking and
asks few odds of any" — Talbot Cobb.
"Just rewards await the deserving"
— Leah Lodi.
"All musical people seem to be happy"
"Every man is maker of his own for-
tune" — Warren Peck.
CASEY sat on the curb whistling non-
chalantly, put on one shoe, removed
the other, and then wandered aimlessly
down the avenue carrying it in his
Without surprise he threw hurried
glances at the throng congregating be-
hind him. He laughed to himself as he
heard their queries. They, like all
crowds, were curious, agitated over
this seemingly foolish act.
At the next three intersections he
changed shoes and turned right. At his
starting-place he peered uptown to-
wards the Majestic Theatre. Again he
glanced over his shoulder at the people
following closely. "Not bad for a noon
hour," he mused to himself, and then
headed for the theatre, the throng fol-
At the box-office Casey winked at
the girl, purchased a ticket, and enter-
ed the main lobby.
Casey did not wait to view the fea-
ture attraction that was starting, but
made an exit through a side door.
Once more outside Casey laughed,
glanced at the tower clock, and slipped
into a light roadster parked nearby.
The "Ajax Advertising Agency" was
doing a thriving business.
Chester Moores '38
Francis Kritzmacher, holding test pa-
per : "Pardon me, Mrs. Raymond, but
what is this little mark at the top of my
Mrs. Raymond : "Why, those are
my initials !"
Miss H. M. Johnson
Miss H. C. Johnson
English muffins and tea
Buying toy dogs
Losing golf balls
$3.30 theatre tickets
Everything except the tin can
Fresh garden peas
Anything and everything
Chocolate cornstarch pudding
Broiled live lobster
Steak smothered in onions
COULD IT BE!
1. Joseph Demas 4. Letty McKee
2. Janet Broadbent 5. Edna Gunther
3. Harrison Griffin 6. Margery Drew
7. Carol Handy
8. Helen Belcher
9. Elva Mulcahy
10. Marjorie Cassidy 13. Jessie Hollis
11. Henry Bastoni 14. Henry Adams
12. Leo Roberge 15. Renato Pedrini
A BENEVOLENTLY disposed gentle-
^*- man once asked a young man of his
acquaintance this question: "My dear
fellow, to what end are you directing
your life?" The reply was "To both
ends, sir. I work in the only first-class
hat and shoe store in town." This was
a very clever reply, I should say, worthy
of Charlie McCarthy. Apparently he
was succeeding in going in two direc-
tions at the same time as well as John
Brewer did when he went over the
North Pole on all fours, or rather de-
monstrated how it could be done. But
this sort of thing obviously has its
When your parents were graduated
from high school, it was relatively easy
to procure a job. The college graduate
was almost sure of one. Very many,
probably the majority, accepted the
first reasonably attractive position that
was offered. Many a star athlete be-
came a bond salesman or an insurance
agent, relying on his name and fame to
bring him success rather than upon
any particular desire for the type of
work or preparation for it. But when
the Social Security Act went into effect
a year and a half ago and every em-
ployed person was required to have a
code number, statistics from New Eng-
land showed that only a little over 5 r v
of those who were working belonged to
the strictly youth group, that is, those
who were between 18 and 24 years of
age. Further surveys have revealed
that the majority of unemployed per-
sons are likewise unemployable because
they are unqualified for anything defi-
nite or because they lack adaptability.
Cameron Beck, director of the per-
sonnel department of the New York
Stock Exchange, gives an account of an
interview he had with an applicant for
a position. He was one of those self-
confident fellows who could "do any-
thing." "Fine," said Mr. Beck, "we need
an assistant bookkeeper in the account-
"Oh, I never studied bookkeeping",
said the applicant.
"Sorry," continued Mr. Beck, "but it
so happens that the engineer would like
to have someone help him with the
electrical work here in the building."
"Gee, I couldn't do that. I don't know
anything about electricity," was the re-
Thus the conversation proceeded un-
til finally Mr. Beck declared in a tone
of undisguised annoyance. "Young man,
you go out and prepare yourself for
something definite before you waste
your own or any one else's time. The
day of the jack-of-all-trades is over.
You must be a king of one trade. When
you are ready, you may come back and
see me again. Until that time, good
A friend of mine stated the same
truth in another way. When I was a
freshman in college, he said, "If you
are going to get very far, you must
learn to do something better than some-
body else can do it." And that's the
Former President Arthur E. Morgan
of Antioch College states that in order
to realize the greatest satisfaction in
daily living one must have a well-
rounded background of knowledge ;
must experience growth through practi-
cal work experience ; must learn self-
direction in study and conduct; and
must have a devotion to a life purpose.
Yes, that is it — a life purpose, worthy
of sincere, high-minded devotion, one
worth sacrificing for. Its fruition may
require a long, patient, sustained effort
but the rewards will be well worth the
cost. So in this day of uncertainty and
doubt, let me say for your encourage-
ment that there are opportunities
ahead for those who have the patience
and perseverance to prepare for them.
Take every advantage offered by libra-
ries, radio, developing hobbies, and,
above everything else, if possible, by
continuing your education in some sort
of institution of learning. And remem-
ber that it is far better to aim at some-
thing and miss it than to aim at noth-
ing and hit it.
Wayne M. Shipman,
Onward! seniors, mighty army!
Let no hazards bar the way;
Fix your eyes upon the future,
Onward! seniors, march today!
As the conquerors, old, to battle
Valiant, marched in gallant throng,
Let your footsteps follow after —
Courage be your battle song!
Forward! seniors, on to conquest!
Triumph o'er the sin and strife;
Ever in your hearts the watchword,
Win the Battle! Conquer Life!
WARP OP LIFE
BenEuth our eager Fingers, see,
Each slender strand adau that's passed,
ach varied hue,a lesson learned.
Its brilliant pattern edged with red,
a silver Thirty -eight "reveals,
The nnlH shape we see yet clear.
llur multi-colored threads we weave
Into a Future, halF-concenled,
And pray thnt we mny capture here,
In glowing shades uF vibrant youth,
THb Flaming, Jay within our hearts,
fls on this Imiq uwuileri riuy
We catch a glimpse oF liFc to be
P undtmmed hopes and Faith in Cud
Can Keep our threads uatany led, Free.
Rnd when nt last our work is done,
Mny He who Knows hnw every soul
May climb From pettiness to grandeur,
Rpprni9B our v/arK , rewarding each.
Since an a warp with evils riFe
We've wrought our dream,- a true, Full
WHY MEN LEAVE HOME
"TT'S no use. chief, we've got to work
1 all night."
With this cheerful message still
ringing in my ears, I left for home to
eat some supper. At seven o'clock I
returned to work and found a weary
group of laborers. Some boys had been
working all day, and the prospect of
struggling all night was just too big
a thought to cope with. The town re-
port was due, however, and no matter
how my boys were feeling, they had to
work, and work hard, in order to get it
out. But at the most, I estimated that
we would be able to leave at about one
o'clock next morning.
At four-thirty we glued on the last
cover, and then, saying little, we parted
At five o'clock I stumbled into my
front room and turned on the light.
This was a radical mistake. There be-
fore me, distributed about the room,
was every book which had recently
been in the standing six-shelved book-
case. Reggie, our new pup, had evidently
hit it just hard enough to knock it over,
and this had frightened him so that,
before he left the scene, other embar-
rassing things had happened. I was
tired, but I knew what Marge would
say, so I picked up every book and
cleaned the other mess.
Just as I was about to go to bed, I
remembered that I had not yet tended
to the fire, so down to the cellar I went
and did my duty. By that time I was
so wide awake that I decided to read
the paper before I retired. At six, I
managed to doze off for perhaps half
an hour, but about this time the dog
began to whine under my bed, so I got
up and locked him in the bathroom. At
seven o'clock just as I was about to
close my eyes, Sarah, my little girl of
three, got up and decided to use some
hot water. A few minutes elapsed and
then I heard the swish of water and
the pipe in the corner of my room
started to go shhh-punk, shhh-punk.
After a short time this ceased and once
again everything was quiet, with the
exception of the dog, which, having
heard Sarah, began to whine again.
At 7 :45 a. m. Sarah decided to come
downstairs, so Marge waited until she
got way down and then she yelled for
Sarah "not to talk" because daddy was
tired and wanted to sleep. Sarah mind-
ed perfectly. She didn't make any noise
at all witn her mouth — no — she just
played the piano. But when a neighbor
came in and yelled at the top of her
lungs for Marge, and the dog stopped
whining — and began to bark, and the
pipes went shhh-punk, and the piano
played, it was then that I decided that
it must be time to get up and go to
work - Philip Godfrey '38
THAT FRIVOLOUS FRUIT
EVERY century, from the first to the
twentieth, has had its own form of
dance. The earlier ones were, more or
less, for a religious purpose — slow and
mysterious or fast and frenzied. The
stately minuet was the favorite of the
gracious lords and ladies of the Colonial
era. The Virginia reel, the clog, the
cake walk, the Paul Jones, and the two-
step were the popular American dances
of the nineteenth and early twentieth
centuries. They held sway for a while
and then gave way to later innovations,
such as the fox trot, the Charleston,
and the Black Bottom. The twentieth
century welcomes the Broadway, truck-
in, peckin, and the Big Apple as the cur-
rent sensations. The Big Apple, accord-
ing to its creators, is a combination of
past and present dance rages. To a
rather conservative onlooker, it appears
to be, rather, a combination of ludi-
crousness and a mad desire to exercise.
The dance was originally intended to
be a thing of grace and beauty. The
modern dance creators have an extra-
ordinary sense of the beautiful. Their
dances are a series of violent leaps and
whirls, jarrings and joltings, wiggles
and shakes, and what not. However,
perhaps these dances do serve a pur-
pose in their short lives. They do give
the dancers some strenuous workouts
and many of the lazy muscles are
brought into play. Peckin is excellent
for the stiff necks and the Black Bot-
tom will do wonders in limbering up
creaky knee joints. But despite all this,
anyone who has seen the Big Apple done
as its creators intended that it should
be done, will realize that it is not only
inappropriate for the public dance halls,
but it verges on the ridiculous.
A group of students from a New
England high school went on a strike
recently and wanted, among other
things, permission to do the Big Apple
at their school dances. The principal
realized the results wouldn't be too sat-
isfactory and convinced the students
that they should keep to their more
conservative dance steps.
The principal should be commended
for his decision and the tact with which
he managed the situation. Others in
positions of authority over dance halls
or school dances should cooperate with
this New Enland principal in putting
the "big apple" in a basket neatly la-
beled, "For exhibition only."
L. Lodi '38
ONE KNIGHT OF LOVE
HARRY BELL finished his meal, paid
the check, and walked out of the
"White Tower" into the drizzling rain.
He climbed into his cab and swung out
into the rapidly-moving column of traf-
fic. Glancing at his watch, he noticed
that it was nearing eight, the time for
his rush hour when all society girls are
leaving for their parties. Accordingly
he turned toward Park Street where
were located the fashionable apartment
As he came out into the brilliantly
lighted boulevard, his eye caught
sight of a pompous doorman in the
doorway of the nearest apartment, and
standing beside him, the most beautiful
girl Harry had ever seen. He very sel-
dom paid attention to girls but this
one — well ! Harry drew up to the curb
and got out to assist the dream in the
royal blue gown and white fur wrap
into the cab. The light sparkled on a
beautiful coronet perched atop her light
brown curls. He helped her into the
machine and once more resumed his
seat in front. "Where to, lady?" he
asked trying to appear nonchalant.
"The Hotel Carlson, if you please," and
Harry's heart did somersaults at the
sound of the low, vibrant voice which
issued from the rear seat. He auto-
matically made the turns, too full of
wonder to realize what he was doing.
As he drew up to the curb, she leaned
over, handed him his fare, and hurriedly
jumped out. Before he left, Harry heard
the doorman call her by name.
As he drove away, he wondered aloud,
"Why the heck do all the beauties have
to be society dames and why isn't one
as nice as that one with a fella. She
can't be a newcomer for the doorman
greeted her like an old friend. What'sa
matter with these society guys any-
how? If I was one of 'em for just one
night, she wouldn't take a taxi.
Meanwhile Caroline (for that was her
name) was wondering if she'd ever see
her handsome driver again. She'd like
to have him to ride to the hotel every
night with. You see she always came
here at exactly eight o'clock, rain or
shine, and she never had, had an escort.
Of course Harry wouldn't know this,
being only a taxi driver, but the funny
thing about "these society guys" was
that they did not, as a rule, escort the
hat-check girl to formal parties at the
Richard Tubbs '39
From the still of the night
Floats one fluted trill,
Filled with dolefulness
Mingled with mirth.
And, yet, it cannot die.
Is caught by silvery
Gentle Zephyrus sings it,
And breathes it softly through
The shivering, rustling blades
Hear its echo yet?
A dulcet tone from out
The throbbing soul
Of a thrush.
Carol Handy '38
Folks called him queer, —
Because he liked to walk in April rains
Without a hat. —
A sure way to catch a cold,
Anyone knows that.
Folks called him lazy, —
Because he'd rather walk a woodland path
In early spring
Than stay inside his stuffy store
And hear the money ring.
Folks called him heathen, —
Because he stood upon the highest hill
Midst towering trees,
When Christian people were in church
Down on their knees.
But in spite of all that folks can say
I have always thought
He got more real religion in a day
Than all their church-going brought.
Barbara Paty '38
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JACK FROST AND MR. SUN |
Jack Frost got up the other morn, g
The Sun was shining bright; I
He looked about, his pictures all
Had vanished out of sight. g
Jack doubled up his little fist |
And shook it at the Sun! r ;
And said, quite grieved, "Now just look here =
And see what you have done.
"Last night before I went to bed, §
I climbed upon the wall |
And painted every window-pane, □
But now you spoiled them all." |
Margaret Rudolph '39 1
SAINT GEORGE AND THE DRAGON
Thundering, roaring, belching flame,
Bellowing on to his kill —
Who says Saint George is a mythical saint?
He conquers the dragon still.
He rides around mountains —
He drives him with wonderful skill.
Sometimes as the dragon comes bellowing
My heart thumps strangely with fear,
And I fear he's eaten Saint George, but no,
He waves, and I jump and cheer
The dragon, who's only a railway train,
And Saint George, the engineer.
Virginia Vinton '39
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1 MY ERROR |
| INTRODUCTION |
To say "I'm angry" to be sure, |
Is always right where e'er you use it. |
i To say "I'm mad" is English poor, |
| But even so, we all abuse it. =
p. So when to catch a bus in haste |
| I bump my ankle on a chair, |
| And then my shoe I find unlaced 3
5 And leave the curlers in my hair, |
| That makes me angry! |
7 To wear my hat that I bought new I
= On which Dad first rests his eyes, =
And then he says, "A pan would do g
g In which most women bake their pies," |
| That makes me angry! =
= And when escorted to the Prom i
| By my first thrill in long white pants, |
| And when the evening half is gone =
= To learn my thrill can't even dance, |
| That makes me angry! |
| But — when to write a poem I strive, 5
| For hours and hours, I should confess, |
| And all my powers I constant drive |
| And get this mixed-up, jumbled mess, 3
2 That makes me mad!! |
| Emily McEwen '39 =
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Her eyes were green with yellow lights,
Her shell-like ears were dainty,
Her hair was patted, sleek and bright,
Her attitude was saintly.
Her grace was known throughout the land,
Her beauty, pure, untainted,
By every famous artist's hand
Her dignity was painted.
She lounged on softly-padded chairs,
And at our admiration
She moved her tail with measured care
And mewed appreciation!
Trust is a pliant thing —
Resilient as a poplar tree
Against the light blue sky;
Beneath the wind's bludgeoning
Though bent to earth, it rises free,
Ermine wrapped, but straight and high.
Trust is a fragile thing—
As sensitive as a candle flame
To scornful breath,
And delicate as the tendriling
Of flowering peas on a latticed frame—
Whose loss is permanent as death.
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INCIDENT IN EARLY MORNING
THE bed creaked as Irma twisted
restlessly. It was time to get up
even though it was only five o'clock.
After all, her father had to be fed and
Irma had to keep up the pretense of
going to work.
"I'll have to tell ma soon," she mused.
"When I don't bring any dough home
on pay-day, she's gonna start wonder-
ing. But how can I tell her? She'll kick
me out, I know she will. Ah, well, I
might as well put it off as long as possi-
ble. I'll tell her tomorrow."
The sound of splashing came from
"Pa's getting up. He'll be hollering
at me in a minute." She yawned once
more, then reached for her faded wrap-
per and, stretching, she took her clothes
and went to get dressed in the kitchen
where it was warm. Not long afterward
Mr. Madarasz came lumbering in.
"Your ma don't feel so good this
morning, so tell Anna to stay home
with the kids."
"All right, Pa, sit down and eat. It's
most time for you to go. I heard a guy
yesterday say that, the factory was go-
ing to lay off. You aren't getting it, are
"Probably, you just worry about your
job, Irma. That'll keep you busy. Is
Mike up yet? No? Well, no wonder.
He didn't get in till three. Said he was
out with the gang."
"Pa, I don't like it. He's always with
that bunch and they're no good. Noth-
ing but a gang of loafers and small-fry
criminals. Why don't you do something?
Make him stay away from them."
Mr. Madarasz shook his head de-
spondently, "It's no use. I can't do
nothing with him. He's wild. And now
your ma's sick again I've got no time
for his foolishness. There's the five-
thirty whistle. Hand me my lunch-
Irma listlessly closed the door behind
him and went to rouse Mike. She felt
ages older than her twenty-one years,
ages older than her kid brother, Mike,
ages and ages old. It was horrible
struggling for an existence, surrounded
by people, hundreds of them, in the
same groove as she in this Polish set-
tlement. Her* old man was working,
yeah, but how much did he get? Not
enough to keep six kids decently fed
and clothed, and not half enough to
give Mike a chance to get away from
the tough gang he was traveling with,
nor to get Anna the pretty things she
craved, nor to buy Johnny the bike he
wanted so badly and couldn't get be-
cause every time he'd saved up some
money from his paper route Mike bor-
rowed it to pay pool debts. Helen and
Maxine, the twins, were still too little
to care about the small, dirty house,
the greasy walls, the leaky roof, the
broken steps, — but they'd learn to care.
It was up to her. Irma, to do something,
anything, to get out of it all.
"I don't care about the others," she
thought. "They'll have to look out for
themselves. But I've got to have nice
things, lovely clothes. I want to be
somebody." She stood looking down at
her brother, thick-featured and sullen-
looking even in sleep. She shook him
roughly, staring with repugnance.
"How awful he looks," she pondered,
"after one of those all-night parties!"
Mike groaned and sat up rubbing his
head. "Wotta night, Wotta night."
"Yeah, I can imagine. How much did
"Nothing, so you can quit harping
on that right away. I saw Big Dan last
night. He's promised me a job. Says he
needs a guy with guts. I'm in the
"Oh, Mike, you're not going to work
for him. He's crooked, everyone knows
"Well, what about it? He's got a sys-
tem that's oke. If that guy's behind
you, you're all set."
"Set for where? Sing-Sing?"
"Don't be funny. He has friends
everywhere. You can't get caught. It's
simple. All I have to do is go around
and 'interview' the girls in the factory.
I tell 'em they pay me 10% of their pay
or else, if they don't kick in, they get
fired. The foreman's a friend of Big
Dan's. He gets his cut, I get mine, the
rest goes to Big Dan, and we're all
Irma went out of the room. She took
her shabby coat from the overcrowded
closet. Well, after all, was it Mike's
fault? How was he to know that Big
Dan had "interviewed" her only three
days ago? She pulled on a hat. The boss
was a friend of Dan's all right. After
Dan had told him that she hadn't paid
her 10% for two weeks, he let her go,
didn't he? Well, that proved it. Mike
didn't know. What was the use? She
softly shut the door and slowly walked
away toward the river, just a slim out-
line in the cold, gray light of dawn.
B. Studley '38
First Row: J. Hatton, B. Barnes, A. Riley, J. Broadbent. B. Brigida, R. Beaman, I.
Second Row: M. Treglown, M. Decker, A. Torrance, B. Stuidley, P. Godfrey, F. Kritz-
maoher, H. Bastoni
Third Row: F. Scheid, L. Morton, A. Beaman, B. Coleman, L. Roberge, E. Mongan, V.
Fourth Row: E. McEwen, C. Handy, F. Canucci, Mrs. Raymond, R. Tubbs
First Row: H. Guidetti, M. Cook, A. Riley, I. Albertini
Second Row: J. Hatton, M. Cingolani, H. Belcher, F. Canucci, L. Lodi
Third Row: F. Scheid, T. Cobb, A. Branco, J. Tavernelli, L. Roberge, A. Galvani, R.
ENGULFED in dreamy memories,
Martha Hanley sat knitting in her
old leather-backed rocker. The cheery
sunlight was shining in through the
bedroom window in a scintillating
stream. A beautiful butterfly was just
emerging from her winter cocoon, as
the first timid shoots of the vernal
season were pushing up through the
warming earth. Twittering birds flit-
ted gayly through the budding tree tops
uttering joyous songs which gladdened
many a winter-weary ear. In the streets
and. lanes below, the excited cries of
children could be heard as they played
at marbles or jump-rope or, perhaps, a
little preliminary baseball. Yes, it was
The old woman sitting so wrapt in
her thoughts was not dreaming of this
year's awakening, however, but of one
long ago. She had been young then, and
lovely, a charming belle in the quiet lit-
tle town of Milson. All the gay young
swains in the vicinitv had buzzed round
her like a swarm of bumble bees. Ah,
indeed life had been happy then !
She sighed deeply and the ghost of a
smile flitted across her wan countenance
as she recalled the distant past.
In time, of course, Martha had made
her choice. A good "catch", too, the
gossipers of the village were wont to
whisper among themselves. Nathan
Clarke was a man of considerable social
position and prestige. His money was
not to be sneezed at either in the ver-
nacular of the townsfolk. Yes. indeed.
Marthy knew what she was about all
In spite of these suspicions, however,
Nathan and Martha were reallv deeply
in love. Theirs was an exceptional en-
gagement, as they seemed to be in per-
fect harmony while in each other's
presence, in complete happiness. In
their great love, they seemed a perfect
match. Too perfect, peimaps, for mor-
The wedding had been set for the
first day in May.
Martha started for a second, awaken-
ed from her revery. Yes ! Just as she
thought ! Today was May 1 ! Another
What great preparations for the com-
ing event had been essayed! What an
exquisite bridal trousseau had been se-
lected from the most fashionable stores
of which the nation could boast! How
many dozens of delightful wedding
gifts had been presented to the happy
The preparations were over; all was
ready ! In the spacious Hanley mansion,
everything was arranged. The bride,
more lovely than ever before, stood in
ecstasy, awaiting the propitious mo-
ment when the great hall organ would
peal out its solemn announcement of
bliss. The pretty bridesmaids giggled
nervously in the corridor. The guests
stood and sat in the enormous front
parlor, in terrific suspense. All was
quiet. Martha, in her ivory satin and
foaming, billowing, lace was never more
in love than at that moment. Nathan,
with his best, man, started down the
winding stairs as the organ began.
Then suddenly pandemonium reigned.
Horrifying screams for help were heard
issuing from the back of the stables
which stood directly behind the house.
The organ stopped on a discordant note,
the guests rushed to the windows, Na-
than hurried down the stairs.
A terrifying sight met the spectators'
gaze. Little Adelaide Hanley, sister of
the bride, still dressed in her beautiful
flower girl robe, was running wildly
through the stable yard. Behind her
tore a mad bull. This bull was often
pastured in a field next to the Hanley
mansion, but Adelaide, not noticing him
to-day, had opened the heavy iron gate
and entered the meadow. She had been
intrigued by the beautiful flowers which
grew there and desired to get them for
her sister's wedding. This was the re-
As everyone stood open-mouthed, too
frightened to breathe, Nathan sped out
the door, and with cne blow of his hand,
knocked th^ tinv girl from the path of
the oncoming animal. He had saved
her life, but in doing so he sacrificed
Horribly gored, he lay in Martha's
arms as he breathed his last. Her wed-
ding gown was disheveled and stained
with his life blood which was so quickly
ebbing. In his own horrible agony, how-
ever, his one thought had been for
Writhing in pain, he looked into her
tear-dimmed eyes and whispered, "Don't
grieve, my dear. I love you always, now
and forever. We shall meet again. An-
other spring! Until then, goodbye, my
Martha sat dreaming in the old
leather-back rocker. It was another
J. Hatton '38
IMMOBILE moments. The gray walls
of the room grew grayer as if with
apprehension. Silence — then the rau-
cous voice of the news-peddling street
gamin — harsh, strident — passed the
tightly-closed window. "Extra ! Extra !
Bonny Boy Benson goes to the chair
this afternoon. Handsome slayer — " —
No one moved. A woman asked the
time. A stern-faced man in one corner
glanced at a massive watch. Ten more
minutes ! A sobbing moan came from
the next room. This was followed by a
hurried, low muttering as if a man were
pleading eloquently in prayer. The
moan ceased. Two minutes passed, then
it began anew.
The people in the next room shifted
uneasily. Again a paper boy passed
calling his tale of death. The mind of
each individual held but one thought —
the chair! Five more minutes passed. A
fly droned. Two more minutes dragged
away. The moan ceased and a sound of
stirring came through the closed door.
The door opened — the people jumped,
and then self-consciously pretended
that they hadn't. No one spoke — a short
pause — and then — "Next?" asked the
dentist's pretty young nurse.
V. Vinton '39
WANDERINGS IN A DEPARTMENT STORE
Perhaps I had a thought of warming,
Early on one frosty morning
When autos in the streets were horning
And windows showed their goods, adorning,
As I entered a store ( its doors are yawning) ,
Perhaps I had a thought of warming.
I saw all this by means of looking.
Pots and pans for Mother's cooking.
Rags for rugs of Grandma's hooking,
Pillows and cushions for corner nooking,
Disguises and masks, perhaps for spooking,
I saw all this by means of looking.
I glanced at these while there abiding,
The sleds for coasting and for sliding,
The bicycles for speedy riding,
Skates for ice and roller gliding,
Maps and gloves for travel guiding,
I glanced at these while there abiding.
And all around were people buying
Odds and ends that they were eyeing
Which were on the counters lying.
Here and there were children, sighing,
Occasionally a baby, crying,
And all around were people, buying.
If you read this little ditty,
And think it just a bit nit-witty,
On the author don't take pity
For he wrote it miss or hitty
And considered it not pretty
(If you read this little ditty).
N. Morse '39
IT was another girl.
Chuck's mother knew all the symp-
toms. For two days he had wandered
about the house in an impenetrable daze
— calling the same telephone number,
and pausing occasionally to catch his
reflection in a mirror. Even now, with
dinner half over, he was still in his
room dressing for his date.
Upstairs, behind the cover of his
door, Chuck stood before a mirror,
kneedeep in ties. There were stripes,
plaids, and gaudy red ones with polka
dots. Patiently, he tried them all on,
making grimaces as he watched the re-
sults. Then, finally, he found it. It was
a fiendish shade of green, but to Chuck
it seemed to possess the right amount
of dash and sophistication. He knotted
it, as though performing some sacred
ritual, never once taking his admiring
eyes from his reflection.
Gosh, but he was lucky to be taking
Adrienne out — all the fellows were
after her — and she had chosen him.
But then, how could she have helped it?
With a deep sigh of self-satisfaction,
Chuck turned sidewise and, squinting
from the corner of his eye, studied his
profile. It was magnificent! Yet, some-
how, he wished his nose didn't turn up
so — it didn't quite suit a man-about-
town. But, suddenly, Chuck remem-
bered the time — it was getting late,
and he had yet to persuade Dad to see
a few things his way.
He made his entrance into the dining
room after the manner of royalty — let-
ting his eyes drop in cool recognition of
the family. His- father gave him a long
look and swallowed hard. Where had
the boy found those hideous plaid trou-
sers — and that tie!
"It's about time you got here, Chuck."
"I'm sorry, Dad," he murmurred in
a detached voice, and continued to eat
his food with a cool air of indifference.
Then, suddenly, he wet his lips, and his
father knew that it was coming.
"Dad," he ventured.
"Dad, you see. I — well, may I use the
Then followed the usual debate and
Chuck's eventual victory. Finally, with
a five-dollar bill in his pocket, Chuck
sped through the dark street behind the
wheel of the red roadster.
Adrienne made him wait, but she
was worth it. What a girl! She sat
close to him in the seat, making him
feel oroud and sophisticated. Sneezy
Callahan would give his right arm to be
in his shoes tonight. He had pursued
Adrienne for two weeks without results
— but Chuck, he had technique! Adri-
enne insisted on going to the Silver
Moon. Chuck thanked his lucky stars
for the five-dollar bill in his pocket!
In the club they sat at a corner table,
and Chuck looked around with an air of
a conqueror. There were soft lights and
a swing band — he 1 looked at Adrienne —
this was living! Chuck lifted an eye-
brow, (he thought he looked intriguing
when he did that) and murmured to
her in a nonchalant tone.
"Wouldn't you like something?"
That was just the beginning! Adri-
enne was dainty and petite, but she cer-
tainly had an appetite! Chuck watched
her order disappear in wideyed amaze-
ment — and then she ordered more — lit-
tle sandwiches, iced cakes, and drinks
and more iced cakes! Gradually Chuck
began to feel vaguely ill! If Adrienne
ordered anything more, he wouldn't be
able to pay the bill. With a sickly smile,
he asked her if she wouldn't like to go
for a ride.
"Oh, no, Chuck! I love it here. It's
so nice and cozy. Oh, look, there's
Chuck looked up and saw Sneezy's
huge bulk approaching their table.
"Hi, Chuck! Hello, Adrienne!"
Chuck never knew how it happened,
but somehow more food and drinks
came for Adrienne and Sneezy. When
that had disappeared, they danced.
Alone at the table, Chuck added for the
twentieth time the bill the waiter had
brought. There was no mistake. It
amounted to $8.65. Maybe Sneezy would
lend him some money. He knew it would
hurt his prestige to ask for assistance,
but it. had to be done. With troubled
eyes, he tried to find them on the floor.
The first few times he thought maybe
he had missed them, but the third time,
there was no doubt — they had gone !
So that was all his car and profile meant
to Adrienne! Suddenly, he forgot his
hurt vanity as he sensed someone stand-
ing beside him. Glancing down, he saw
two shiny black shoes, spats, and
"Are you leaving, sir?"
"Er — well — you see, my — "
Chuck stuttered and stammered —
but he finally got the words out.
"I haven't it — I've just five dollars."
What followed was a nightmare ! An-
other waiter came, then another, and
finally the manager.
"Well, sonny, how about paying your
What did the man mean by calling
him "sonny" ! But whatever he meant,
in five minutes Chuck was washing
huge stacks of dishes in the kitchen.
He was through with girls — they had
ruined his life! Suddenly he heard a
"Do you mind if I help you?"
Chuck looked around. Gosh, she
looked cute in that little white uniform.
It didn't, take very long to finish the
dishes after that.
When Chuck reached home, he climb-
ed the stairs in an impenetrable daze.
This time it was the real thing. This
time the name was Carole.
It was another girl.
Ella Vitti '39
Lustrous, resplendant, radiant, clear
Color, darkening all others near;
Magnificence standing aloof behind glass,
Exerting a spell that will not let me pass;
Color so strong, yet so dashing and gay
That it dims all surrounding window display;
Splendor shining on background of white,
Deep, rich, red, velvet — beautiful, bright;
Gowns of vermilion, lovely, sublime-
Color I love, — I wish you were mine.
M. E. Edes '39
38 MARCHES ON
(With apologies to Henry Holcomb Bennett)
There comes along the street
A muffled tramp of marching feet,
A flash of color beneath the sky:
The Seniors are passing by!
Ruby and silver, oh, how they shine,
Parading before us in an orderly line.
Their colors before us fly;
But more than the Seniors are passing by.
Short tests and long tests, great and grim,
Composed at a teacher's fanciful whim:
Dreary homelessons and long reports.
Written amid disgusted snorts;
Plenteous vacations and still that yearning
For holidays but not for learning:
Football heroes and heroes of track:
Potential hoopsters and Sultans of Swack:
Hurrah for the class so strong, so great;
Hurrah for the Class of Thirty-eight;
Pride of the High School for one short year;
Hip! Hip! Hurrah! Let's give them a cheer;
Along the street there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums;
And Juniors and Sophomores envious sigh:
The Seniors are passing by!
Nahum Morse '39
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A MESSAGE OF SPRING
Underneath the soft brown grass
Runs a message, whispered low,
Of a season, swift approaching,
That the men their seed may sow.
Seeds so small and brown and young,
Going to the Father's soil,
While the farmer, bowing, slowly
Starts another season's toil.
In the elm, a bird is trilling,
Running up and down the scale,
While the rabbit and the deer
Travel over hill and dale.
Once again the earth is soft'ning,
Once again the earth is damp!
Gently Spring comes homeward tripping,
Winter starts his outward tramp.
L. Bradford Morton, Jr. '40
THE GREATEST TRIAL OF COURAGE |
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Who were guilty of desperate crimes.
He knows what it is to be stranded |
On the polar ice, bleak and cold;
He has been in innumerable shipwrecks; =
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He has hunted big game without weapons; =
A leopard he killed with his hands — |
He has twice been lost in the desert
And wandered alone o'er the sands. E
His adventures all prove him a hero
Fit to be crowned with a wreath,
But he always sheds tears big as gumdrops =
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I A Dutch girl!
I Bright red handkerchief, |
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i A Mexican girl! E
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TO A FOREST FIRE
Tall geysers of fire —
Why do you burn the trees?
with just the slightest breeze;
It takes long years
to grow each birch
But in a few
Your ever-moving line
can conquer all;
You send up in the air
dense clouds of black,
and leave behind
a worthless track.
Tall geysers of flame —
Will nothing ever tame
Ralph G. Beaman
The autumn sun drops slowly toward the
As if to plunge itself upon the spires
Of silhouetted trees, and thus release
A burst of radiance from its inner fires.
Now sinks the poniard to the very hilt
And forth there flows a light as red as
To stain the clouded curtain of the sky
Which, heaving on the breeze, absorbs
The cool of night comes down on silent
A tardy flock of geese goes floating past.
The color fades, the stars come twinkling
The moon comes up, and night is here
Caroline Russell '40
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EXCERPTS FROM THE DIARY OF
P. H. S.
To-day my vacation ended and my
doors are opened to the throng of
hopeful Sophomores, radiant Juniors,
and confident Seniors. The year of
1937-38 has begun!
Farmers, cowboys, clowns, movie-
actors, Spaniards, Russians, Hitlers,
Mussolinis, and historical characters
invaded the gymnasium for the I. C.
C. Costume Dance. Who says there's
nothing new under my roof?
Mr. Edward Matthews, director of a
school in Antrim, New Hampshire,
showed my inmates how to walk cor-
rectly and gracefully. He had with
him some hand-made shoes.
Something very worthwhile happened
to me to-day. The Plymouth Civic
Association presented me with a con-
stitutional shrine which will grace
the study for years to come.
As a reminder of the Armistice, "Re-
turn" was presented by the Inter-
national Correspondence Club and the
Honor Society under the direction of
Miss Carey. Laurels to the entire
To the melodies of Correa, the feet of
the sports' enthusiasts danced happi-
ly. The season may not have been
an entirely victorious one, but the
dance was a success.
Another occasion for those who love
the social life! What vitality these
students have — at night! Gay deco-
rations and the spirit of friendliness
iilled the gymnasium. Hurrah for the
Scenes from Shakespeare's immortal
work, "Macbeth," were enacted by
seme of the ambitious Juniors. The
scenery and lighting were especially
My Christmas vacation — much too
short — was preceded by a production
of "The Cathedral Clock." It was well
done, under the guiding hand of Miss
Oui, mais oui ! "La Maternelle" proved
my knowledge of French was "tres
petit." In contrast to the weather,
the movie was fine. It concerned the
home and school life of a small
Cigam skrow! I feel mysterious to-
day, inspired by Mr. Evans, the ma-
gician. He astonished many of the
students with his vanishing acts, card
tricks, and novelty feats. It's all in
knowing how, 'tis said.
Using geometrical pointers for ex-
amples, Jesse B. Davis, Dean of Bos-
ton University School of Education,
explained how to attain success.
A + R + E4-A= Success
Ambition -j- Reliability + Efficiency
+ Abilty = Success
Our Pilgrim is going to be bigger
and better this year! To make this
possible, the staff sponsored a dance
to raise funds for the unique and
exciting features which the Pilgrim
To-night, in my auditorium, music
lovers enjoyed an excellent and va-
ried program by the combined Men's
and Boys' Glee Clubs.
It's here — Carnival Capers of 1938!!
Never before has such a throng
swarmed my cafet — sorry, I mean,
midway. My sides fairly ache from
laughing at the dance of the fairies
and the acrobats. Moreover, I was
properly mystified by the play and
edified by the vocal and instrumental
And they're still coming to see Carni-
val Capers! I feel very important
Continued on Page 53
"ALUMNI, PLEASE TAKE NOTICE"
Present and Future we all shall see,
But to the Past ive hold the key:
'Twos open house at Plymouth High
To greet our guests both bold and shy;
It's over now, and line by line
We read the guest book each had to sign.
Mary Bodell from Radcliffe College
should be congratulated on her prize
Christmas Story and the subsequent
appearance of her picture in the Boston
papers. She is, we think, the first alum-
ni to earn that distinction.
Ah, whose signature do you suppose
is next in our book? That of a Dart-
mouth Freshman. Yes, it belongs to
John Ryan — one of the suave young
men of the class of '37.
Here, what's this! a modest, chap,
H. A. You don't suppose it could be
Howard Anderson, do you? He attends
Fitchburg College and his sole aim in
life is to graduate as a teacher of wood-
Joseph Brewer is furthering his edu-
cation at Tabor Academy. His name
will always bring back memories of his
part in last year's circus.
Although Mary Curtin may be in-
terested in Annapolis, she is working
hard at Lasell. For proof of that fact,
she is on the Dean's List.
It's no overwhelming surprise to find
Cynthia Drew's name under that of
Mary. She attends Colby Jr. College,
and we wonder (or need we) if she ex-
cels in sports there as she did in good
old (and new) P. H. S.
Ana, now we see it all ! Here is the
name of one Robert Sampson. My, but
B. U. has changed him. He's as formal
as Mr. Brewer and quite a ladies' man,
so we hear. We may well imagine that
Mr. Sampson escorted Miss Drew to
our open house.
The names of the alumni who have
positions in and about Plymouth have
filled our next page. First we find Allen
Morelli who is working at the Plymouth
Men's Shop, and not far away is Butt-
ner's where Barbara Armstrong is em-
William Petrell, we understand, is
gainfully employed in his father's lum-
Blanche Borghi en-"light"-ens us by
stating that she works in the Electric
Stanley Addyman has become an am-
bitious chap these days. He not only
attends Wentworth in the evening but
spends his days working in the Puritan
John Maccaferri/ is advancing very
rapidly in the business world. When
there is a need for your shoes to be re-
paired, remember that Johnny-on-the
spot Maccaferri will be glad to be of
Now we see the signature of the in-
imitable Ethel Shwom. We shall never
forget her amusing monologues and her
weeping act at the Class Banquet. She
is working in her father's store in North
Although Mary Genovese has not re-
corded her occupation here, we know,
(for that's our business) that she is
employed in Buttner's.
The next young lady in our book sells
tickets at the North Plymouth theatre.
It's Miss Dorine Kirkey, and may we
add that she has that "box-office ap-
Burdett has attracted many of our
girls this year, for we see on this page
that Ruth Flagg, Arlene Neal, and
Miriam Klasky are enrolled there. The
following twosome, also enrolled at Bur-
dett, are, of course, Marjorie Harlow
and Lois Holmes.
Another of our alumni intends to be-
come a good secretary. It's Marjorie
Tracy whose Alma Mater is Bryant and
Bridgewater Normal is represented
by Miriam Pratt, Alba Martinelli, Kath-
erine Lahey, and Mary Brigida. We are
happy to say, at this time, that Shirley
Dutton, Jeannette Martin, and Dorothy
Perkins have completed their four-year
course and will soon be full-fledged
teachers awaiting their chance to serve
the youth of America, while Marjorie
Belcher, who received her A. B. from
Mt. Holyoke this June, already has her
opportunity for service in the Departr
ment of Economics and Sociology at Mt.
We think that "Gabe" Ferrazzi should
be mentioned here. He was not able to
sign our guest book because a whole
continent divides us. He is at San Di-
ego State Teachers College.
The final signature is that of last
year's class president, LeBaron Briggs,
one of our two alumni enrolled at
We close our book with hearts aglow
At the varied talents the alumni show;
And at the end of one more year
To them we give a rousing cheer.
We hope that you will do unto Our
Advertisers as they have done by us.
Top Row: Mr. Smiley, Miss H. M. Johnson, Miss Carey, Mrs. Garvin, Mr. Shipman, Miss
Judd, Miss Boucher, Miss Combs, Miss Locklin, Mr. Packard
Front Row: Mr. Mongan, Miss Wilber, Miss H. C. Johnson, Miss Kelly, Miss Lang,
Miss Jacques, Miss Rafter, Mrs. Sharkey, Mrs. Raymond, Mr. Bagnall
STUDENT ACTIVITIES SOCIETY
First Row: F. Brown, T. Bussolari, R. Beaman, B. Barnes, S. Brewster, R. Tubbs, T.
Second Row: B. Paty, A. Barlow, B. Coleman, V. Weston, H, Longhi, F. Kritzmacher,
S. Cook, V. Kirkey
Third Row: A. Dutton, F. Soheid, C. Handy, L. Roberge, A. Galvani, D. Harlow, E.
Bradford, A. Zaniboni
Fourth Row: J. Govoni, W. Tedeschi, H. Belcher, M. DeCost, E. Mongan, R. Holmes, L.
Mnrtnn TT Parlnuani Miss .Ta.p.mips Miss Rafter P. O-odfrev. Miss Judd. B. Drew.
TIT ANY people believe that Latin is a
■"-■■ dead language, but though it is not
spoken in any country today, it lives
in our language, on our monuments, in
our newspapers, in the works of the
great. Latin poets, and in our own laws
and customs. It is estimated that about
three-fourths of the words of the Eng-
lish language are derived from the
Latin. This shows that Latin is a very
great aid in helping us to know the
meanings, as well as the spelling, of the
words in our mother tongue.
Latin is necessary, not because of the
language itself, but because of the
training and development which our
minds receive from studying such a
language. We can never really under-
stand the principles and structure of
our own English language unless we
have studied Latin. But, you may ask,
why does not a Romance language like
French produce the same effect? Latin
is the foundation of all the Romance
languages, and therefore most helpful
to anyone who wishes to know well his
own or another Romance language.
Latin lives in everyday life. For one
week our class collected all phrases,
written or spoken, which pertained to
Latin. "Mea Culpa" and "Ite, missa
est", as well as references to Rome of
the Punic Wars, were found in one edi-
torial. Another was written about
Horace and contained several Latin
phrases, among them "Emollit mores,
nee sinuisse feros." One was entitled
"Austria Infelix" or "Unlucky Austria."
The soothsayer's warning to Caesar,
"Beware the Ides of March" was ex-
plained in another. This article also
told how Latin dates are reckoned; that
is, from the Calends, or first day of the
month ; from the Nones, which are
usually the fifth day; or from the Ides,
which were usually the thirteenth.
"Referendum," "Tri-Partite Pact," and
"Status Quo" were found in the head-
lines of three other newspaper articles.
It is not uncommon to hear Latin
phrases given over the radio by some
of our news commentators, and in our
own legislative department and in the
British Parliament such quotations are
Not long ago, at Harvard, a letter
written entirely in Latin was received
from Yugoslavia; asking for the best
poems and stories written in this coun-
try on the subject "Mother." Harvard
officials! declared that they would be
glad to comply with this request, and
would write a letter to that effect in
In our own town we find evidences of
Latin. The inscription "Plymouth Nov.
— Anglia Sigillum Societatis" may be
found on both Pilgrim Hall and the
Court House, while the memorial on
the training Green bears these words,
"Memoria in Aeterna."
Latin has lived for hundreds of years
and will live for hundreds of years more
because it always has been, and always
will be, necessary for anyone desiring
a cultural background.
Pluvius : "Bene accidit ut uxores
nostrae ignorent ubi proxima nocte
Fluvius : "Recti mones. Ceterum,
Pluvius :; "Ubi essemus, plane ob-
litus essem !"
Amicus: "Cur maestus es?"
Piscator: "Quia ne unum quidem
Amicus: "Bono eris animo, nam per-
multl pisces in aqua adhuc manent."
Piscator: "Certe quidem Ego etiam
causa sum cur ibi adhuc maneant!"
Magister : "Quae pars automobilis
maxime periculosa est?"
D i s c i p u 1 u s : "Is, qui automobile
A QUOI BON ETUDIER LE
Pouvez-vous imaginer un soldat sans
fusil, un cuisinier sans fourneau, ou un
pianiste sans piano? Une ecole superi-
eure sans le frangais est aussi absurde.
On ne doutera pas que l'Amerique
s'interesse de plus en plus aux nations
etrangeres. Elle commerce avec ces
pays, et y conduit beaucoup de negoci-
ations. La France est une de ces nations.
Alors, ne sera-t-elle pas d'avantage de
savoir les coutumes des Francais et
d'apprendre leur language.
Le francais est une des plus belles
langues du monde. Elle est moderne et
vive. Dans la salle de classe les etudi-
ants peuvent tenir une conversation
avec enthousiasme en bon francais. lis
peuvent lire et comprendre les bons
livres francais. Peut-etre direz-vous
que les bons livres sont traduits en
anglais. C'est vrai. Mais un livre traduit
perd souvent sa beaute artistique et le
style litteraire de l'auteur.
Ne pensez-vous pas un moment que le
francais soit facile a apprendre. Seule-
ment avec un travail assidu, les eleves
peuvent gagner quelque chose qui sera
utile. Mais, les etudiants qui aiment la
langue savent que l'etude de francais
n'est pas toujours decourageante. Us
veulent bien l'etudier parce qu'ils savent
aussi que cela vaut la peine.
Nous voyons que les etudiants qui
font de bon travail ont une prononci-
ation plus claire. lis comprennent mieux
la signification des mots anglais. S'ils
vont en France, ou meme font la con-
naissance des Francais, ils pourront s'en
Beaucoup d'hommes ont passe toute
leur vie a perfectionner le systeme
d'education en Amerique. Empecher les
eleves d'apprendre le francais dans les
ecoles superieures sera un pas en
— Mary Cingolani
MELEZ-VOUS DE VOS AFFAIRES
A travers les rues occupees de la ville
un tres grand agent de police menait
une petite enfant par la main. Une
femme avec un regard maternel s'est
arretee devant les deux pour un mo-
ment. Puis, dans un eclat soudain de
sympathie elle s'est inclinee sur la fille
et l'a baisee.
— Pauvre petite enfant, a-t-elle dit
tristement. Elle semble si froide et
affamee. Et je ne crois pas qu'elle ait
ete lavee pendant toute une semaine.
Ou l'avez-vous trouvee, monsieur?
— Je ne l'ai pas trouvee, a repondu
l'homme en colere. C'est ma propre
— Elva Mulcahy
LES JOURS DE FETE EN FRANCE
C'est dupuis quatre ans que je cor-
responds avec une fille qui demeure au
midi de la France. De temps en temps
elle m'a decrit comment les Francais
celebrent leurs jours de fete. Voici
quelques rereignements qu'elle m'a
Le Noel — En rentrant de la masse de
minuit, les Francais reveillent; c'est a
dire, on mange et on boit jusqu'a une
heure avancee du matin. Dans la nuit
de 24 ou 25 decembre les petits enfants
mettent leurs souliers dans les chim-
inees et le pere Noel leur met des jouets
et des bonbons dedans.
Le I avril — C'est le jour ou on se fait
des farces de toutes sortes et lorsque la
personne a qui Ton a fait la farce croit
ce qu'on lui dit. Pour le detromper on
— Attrape, poisson d'avril.
La Toussaint — (c'est a dire, Armis-
ticeDay) Le jour de la Toussaint en
France il y a des ceremonies civiles. Les
autorites vont apporter des couronnes
et des gerbes de fleurs aux monuments
aux morts. A Paris c'est le president de
la Republique qui depose de? couronnes
et des gerbes sur le tombe du soldat
La Fete du Travail — En France le 1
mai, c'est la fete du travail ; aussi beau-
coup d'ouvriers font la greve et font
aussi des manifestations. C'est aussi le
jour ou on achete des petits bouquets
qu'on offre a ses amis, et il parait que ce
petit bouquet porte bonheur.
Le Mardi-Gras — Dans les villes
comme Nice il y a de tres belles caval-
cades. A Nice il y a des batailles de fleurs
sur terre et sur 1'eau. Une grande cav-
alcade et toutes sortes de rejouissances
se trouvent la.
Ainsi, vous pouvez voir que les Fran-
cais celebrent presque les meme jours
de fete que nous, et de presque la
meme facon. Vous voyez aussi, qu'ils
s'amusent beaucoup les jours de fete.
— Florence Canucci
Le ministre — Pourquoi avez-vous fait
la reverence dans 1' eglise le dimanche
passe toutes les fois que le nora de Satan
L'homme — Eh bien! La politesse ne
coute rien et — on ne sait jamais.
— Renato Pedrini
LA PREMIERE FOIS
Une jeune fille, avec son pere, est
allee pour la premiere fois au cinema.
Le pere s'est assis au milieu du theatre,
mais la fille a accompagne quelques-unes
de ses amies qui sont allees au premier
rang. Le cinema a commence et tout a
l'heure a montre un grand feu de foret.
Tout a coup la petite fille, se levant, a
couru a son pere.
— Qu'est-ce qu'il y a, a-t-il dit, est-ce
que le feu vous a effrayee?
— Non, je n'en ai pas peur, a repondu
— Alors, qu'avez-vous?
— La fumee m'a fait mal aux yeux, a
repris simplement la fille.
— Francis Scheid
Voice des defauts, des "boners," pris
des lettres recues des filles francaises.
— I am a brother, he has thirteen
— In French schools we does not write
— I think to you but I cannot write
because I had to bed and I cannot stir.
Now I am healed.
— I know which in America the girls
dance much. Is it right?
— For me I do not know the dance, I
make the bicyclette.
C'etait pendant la classe d'histoire.
Nous etudions la guerre de 1812 et nous
parlions du bateau "Constitution," qui
etait aussi appele "Old Ironsides." Sur
la mur il y avait une belle peinture de
Un des plus brillants etudiants de
l'ecoie a leve la main. La professeur a
dit, Qu'est-ce que vous voulez?
L'etudiant, avec un air serieux, a dit,
Cette peinture, represente-elle la "Con-
— Oui, a repondu la professeur en
— Eh bien, si c'est la "Constitution,"
laquelle est "Old Ironsides?"
— Alfred Pizzotti
Un dimanche, un Ecossais et sons fils
marchaient. lis avaient decide de
marcher a la compagne.
Apres quelques minutes de silence le
pere a dit :
— Mon fils, portez-vous vos meilleurs
— Mais oui, papa, dit le jeune garcon.
Maman m'a dit de les porter, parce que
— Eh bien, dit son pere, prenez des
pas plus longs !
— Carol Handy
V. Kirkey, C. Whiting, P. Brigida, J. Holmes, R. Tubbs
The Pilgrim could do naught but praise
The Wampatuck's fine book reviews,
Its clever block prints scattered through,
Its poetry page and good school news.
The Hanoverian deserves much praise
After the passage of ten birthdays,
Our little critic is hard pressed
To choose one feature above the rest.
The Unquity Echo of Milton High
Quickly caught the Pilgrim's eye;
Your sports cartoons were cleverly done,
And your cross-word puzzle — a lot of fun !
This is the way the Pilgrim felt
Before he read your book :
The Sachem's headings and cover design
Dispelled his downcast look.
At the Clipper of Barstable High
Our little Pilgrim winked his eye,
Although the pupils he doesn't know much,
He got a good laugh from "The Personal Touch."
Abhis, may we extend to you
Sincerest praise for a fine issue?
The continued story is something new,
And "Solv-The-Crim" was clever, too.
The Pilgrim scanned the Students' Pen,
At "Penny Pen" he blinked his eyes —
He found the "Forum" — it was then
He lost his reserve and showed surprise.
1. Time Out
2. Pretty, Please
3. There's the Whistle
5. The Dipsy Doodly
6. The Midway
7. Recess Tie-ups
8. Whatcha blowin' about?
Five Minutes To Go
Where's That Pigskin?
Off For a Touchdown
Watch the Birdie
THE CAMERA CLUB
Founded — 1937 Teacher Sponsor Mr. Shipman
President Vernon Kirkey Vice-President Roland Holmes
Secretary-Treasurer Virginia Weston Executive Chairman Elizabeth Coleman
On November 2nd, Mr. Wood gave a
lecture to the club on photography il-
lustrated with colored slides. The mem-
bers have planned hikes to record the
beauties of nature. They also plan to
make an album of school photographs
including candid shots. They sponsored
the booth "See Yourself as Others See
You" at the Carnival Capers. The club
hopes to take part in the statewide ex-
hibit to be held at the Newton High
School, on May 9th to 13th inclusive. In
preparation for this exhibit the mem-
bers have prepared many interesting
and unusual snapshots.
The purpose of the club is to teach
the student members how to take pic-
tures correctly and to familiarize each
pupil with the processes entailed in de-
veloping the prints. This worthy aim
is greatly hindered by the lack of de-
veloping equipment and the need of a
Pounded — November 1, 1937
THE RADIO CLUB
. . Leo Roberge Vice-President . .
Roland Holmes Treasurer
Joseph P. Govoni
The club membership was limited to
those who are seriously interested in ra-
dio. To aid in getting the equipment
needed to start work, several radio
shops in our town gave generously of
their supply of odd parts. Early in the
year the members made a field trip to
W1BTL in North Plymouth. During
the first months most of their time was
occupied in learning to send and re-
ceive Morse Code and in building con-
siderable equipment for advanced work.
Their meetings were held on Monday
and Friday during utility period in
Room 102, while in the afternoon of the
same days they met at their workshop
in the South Street School where they
transmitted on the five-meter band. For
this short wave broadcasting they built
their own power supply unit.
The goal set by the club is to have
each student member know how to re-
pair or build a radio set, and to prepare
him to get his operating license. A chart
is kept of each student's progress. It
is the hope of the club that every mem-
ber will become acquainted with many
phases of radio work by the end of the
current school year.
Dutton Motor Car Co.
115 SANDWICH ST.
CADILLAC LA SALLE
Francis Scheid Vice-President
Secretary-Treasurer Barbara Patfy
m Jeanette Hatton
Since its inauguration the Honor
Society has had charge of many assem-
blies of various kinds. At one time it
held a "What Next?" night at which
graduates and teachers were asked to
speak on different colleges and other
institutions of learning. Then it organ-
ized a group of cheer leaders and se-
cured some new cheers through a con-
test which each home room entered. It
was the Honor Society which organized
the present Student Activities Society.
For several years the members of this
group have had charge of "Senior Get
Togethers," dancing classes for seniors.
It drew up a point system, a few years
ago, to aid the teachers in judging
leadership and service when selecting
members for the Society. Last year it
Mary Elizabeth Edes
made arrangements for an Alumni
Day. In the near future the society
plans to organize an alumni association
of all its members who have graduated.
If a teacher is absent, it is the duty of
some member of this society to act as
monitor in her room. This year the
members decided to take care of all the
stage properties and costumes which
the high school possesses.
The purpose of the club is to recog-
nize scholarship and service to the
school, and to develop character and
On being asked to paraphrase the
sentence, "He was bent on seeing her,"
a pupil wrote, "The sight of her doubled
NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY
Reading from left to right: A. Riley. C. Handy, J. Hatton, B. Studley, M. Cingolani, F.
Canucci, R. Holmes, J. Tavernelli, B. Paty, L. Roberge, W. Tedeschi, Mr. Shipman,
F. Scheid, A. Galvani, H. Belcher, I. Albertini, Miss Carey, N. Morse, E. McEwen,
M. E. Edes, J. Holmes, E. Fascioli, B. Barnes, C. Whiting, F. Brown
48 THE PILGRIM
THE 4-H CLUB
Pounded— March 4, 1935 Teacher Sponsor Mr. Smiley
President Roland Holmes Vice-President Talbot Cobb
Secretary Harold Padovani Treasurer Francis Scheid
Robert Cadorette Vernon Kirkey
John Cadorette Willard Lavoie
Edmund Costa Paul Sampson
The members are learning to identi- The 4-H Club has taken part in many
fy trees, birds, and flowers. They have out-of-town events. In February of the
studied surveying and map making, current year, members attended a re-
and built several types of bird house. union of older members in Hanover, at
From time to time the club has speak- which all enjoyed dancing and refresh-
ers who entertain and instruct with mo- ments. They went to Whitman on
tion pictures and colored slides. Every March 2, to attend an illustrated lecture
year two members are chosen from the in colors on "Touring the United
club to attend the annual meeting of the States."
State 4-H Conservation Camp, held in The purpose of the club is to acquaint
different districts of Massachusetts. the students with forest conservation,
The camp is for one week, in which tree surgery, wild life, surveying, an:l
time those attending are taught fores- map making. During the last three
try, conservation, and nature by ex- years the club has successfully carried
perts in those fields. on a tent caterpillar campaign.
INTERNATIONAL CORRESPONDENCE CLUB
First Row: F. Brown. O. Montali, H. Guidetti. R. Tmbbs (Pres.), M. Baker (Sec), R.
Lanman (V. P.), A. Bittinger. M. Ruggiero. B. Pizzotti, C. Ottino
Second Row: J. Beaver, A. Beaman, R. Holtz, A. Pederzani, M. Pascoe, G. Morelli, L.
Coggeshall, L. Rovatti, M. Roncarati
Third Row: R. Silva, Miss Carey, C. Leonardi, E. DeCost, A. Riley, S. Goldsmith, F.
Mulcahy, A. Govi, E. Fascioli, P. Reinhardt, R. Grant
Fourth Row: F. Canucci, L. Hall, A. Riley, E. Mulcahy, B. Barnes, I. Murphy, B. Cog-
geshall, F. Ryan
Fifth Row: B. Kritzmacher, P. Douglas, B. Peterson, C. Raymond, A. Addyman, L.
Longinotti, B. Smith, P. Douglas
Sixth Row: E. McEwen, L. Morton, E. Mongan, J. Brewer
INTERNATIONAL CORRESPONDENCE CLUB
Leslie B. Smith
Lewis Morton, Jr.
The International Correspondence
Club has enjoyed many lectures among
which were: "Honolulu," Miss Brown;
"World Tour," Mrs. Hirsen; "Japan,"
Mrs. Starr; "Sweden," Miss Burgess;
"England," Mr. Beever; "Palestine,"
Mrs. FYiedman; "Italy," Miss Peder-
zani ; and "Armistice Day in France,"
Mr. Carr. Mrs. Richter gave the club a
piano concert playing music of Grieg,
Debussy, Rachmaninoff, and Mac-
The members presented an Armistice
Dav Assembly on November 11 last,
entitled, "Return," by Dorothy C. Wil-
son with a cast of: Francis Scheid, Leo
Roberge, Mary Elizabeth Edes, Richard
Silva, and Richard Tubbs. On October
28, 1937, the club sponsored a costume
dance which was very successful, since
the greater part of the dancers entered
into the spirit of the affair and appeared
in costume. The proceeds of this dance
were to pay for bringing Dr. Knudsen
of Boston to the school to give a lecture
when he gets back from abroad.
The purpose of the club is to create
world friendship. It has as its motto,
"Build friendships, not warships." The
members carry on correspondence with
many foreign countries, the most im-
portant being with England, France,
Italy, Japan, and Sweden ; while South
Africa, Malay, Honolulu, the East In-
dies, and Egypt are among the most
unusual. They also correspond with
Australia, New Zealand, Norway, Bra-
zil, and the Netherlands.
The above cut won first prise in the linoleum
cut contest sponsored by "The Pilgrim." It is
the icork of Charlotte Whiting '39.
FAR FROM THE MADDING WORK
(Apologies to Nixon Waterman)
It seems to me I'd like to go
Where bells don't ring, nor whistles blow.
No rush from bed as clocks resound,
Boy! I'd have silence all around.
Not all alone, but with the rest
Of friends who like the country best,
Worn out from education's force,
For untouched books, no sad remorse.
Mayhap the cricket's song will soothe,
Or birds' sweet tunes our hearts will move,
Or just such sounds to bring us sleep,
No harsh alarm to make us leap.
Sometimes it seems to me I must
Just quit the city's din and dust.
And take you where the sky is blue —
Say, now, how does that seem to you?
Constance Kellen '38
PLYMOUTH HOOP NEWS
A ND another year rolls by. No more
■^*- basketball, no more cheering, no
more dancing, and no more excuse to
buy lollypops. The blue and white suits
are cleaned and packed away in moth-
Last year's basketball is but a vague
remembrance to some of us, but there
are many who'll never forget. They will
always remember the night when we
outscored Bridgewater in the Memorial
Hall, when we played in Middleboro,
and when we beat East Bridgewater on
their own floor.
We must admit that our team was
not outstanding this year, but we must
also state that the competition this year
was above average. We are thinking of
such talented players as Hickey at Ab-
ington, Pratt at Bridgewater, Allen and
McCarthy at Weymouth, Tedeschi at
Rockland, and Maki at Barnstable.
There you have the material for an out-
standing basketball team.
Of course we have James, of whom
we are proud, but a man of medium
height does not and can not win a game
This year we are fortunate in losing
only two players from our starting line-
up ; Wayne Allen, a guard, and Leo Ro-
berge, our center. But their places
should be efficiently filled by some of
the very promising sophomores who
have already seen service on the vars-
ity. We are also sorry to lose Govoni
and Regini through graduation. Our
second team will feel the loss of Brigida
Next season we are looking forward
to a good scoring team with Garuti and
James at the forward positions and
Rogers at center. These three have ob-
tained much needed experience in the
past year. We expect our goal to be
well defended by Freeman and Farina,
two promising junior guards.
The source of greatest stimulation to
the spirits of the team at every game
last year was the support of the student
body. The attendance at the games an 1
the enthusiastic cheering were most
Mr. Gilbert C. Garland replaced Mr.
Clark "Click" Ingraham this year as
coach of our basketball team. We all
agree that he has done a fine job of
coaching, considering the inexperienced
material with which he had to work.
He was assisted by Mr. Knowlton who
helped to drill the squad in practice ses-
First Row: W. Allen, G. Freeman, B. James, W. Garuti, M. Regini
Second Row: Mr. Garland, G. Randall, H. Rogers, L. Roberge, D. Govoni, J. Farina,
First Row: B. James, M. Brewst'er, G. Pearson, E. Leonardi, S. Secondo, W. Allen, L.
Roberge, J. Caramello, R. Silva, J. Farina, L. Ingenito
Second Row: Mr. Knowlton, D. Furtado, T. Prentice, H. Darsch, W. Peck, E. Wright, H.
Malaguti, A. Babini, J. Darsch, A. Brigida, G. Freeman, S. Brewst'er, Mr. Romano
Third Row: E. Costa, C. Krim, S. Shwom, W. Holmes, J. Ohristani, M. Regini, J. Costa,
A. Galvani, D. McDonald, J. Govoni, G. Tavares
Fourth Row: A. Zaniboni, J. Cavacco, J. Torres, G. St. George, T. Diotte, G. Sampson,
W. Ide, J. Iodice, H. Frim, G. Cavicchi
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"TTELLO, coach," chorused several
-Tl senior boys as they walked slowly
into Mr. Knowlton's office at one end of
the boys' locker room.
Smiling cheerfully, the coach forgot
for the moment the task of storing
away the baseball uniforms for the
summer months, and greeted each boy
by name as he entered the room.
"What seems to be the trouble here?"
asked Mr. Knowlton. "Why all the sad
looks on your faces? Aren't you glad
you're going to graduate?"
It was the last day of school and all
the graduating football players had
gathered here for the last time. They
had come to get one more look at the
place where they had dressed so many
times in preparation for a football
game, and to bid farewell to their coach
whom they had come to respect and ad-
"Nothing, especially," replied Allen,
our captain and right guard, "only we
were talking of our last season's record
and we rather regret the standing we
"Nonsense, boys, I'm proud of the
way you played. I'll always remember
the pep and fight you showed at the
Dedham game. Although the average
weight of our opponents was much
higher than ours, they had to struggle
for every gain they made. The game I
regret was the one played in Bridgewa-
ter when we lost a twelve-point lead and
subsequently the game."
"I'll never forget the Rockland game,"
said Wright, and the smile on Martin
Brewster's face showed that he agreed.
"How we sang and cheered all the way
home on the bus!"
"I miss Leonardi's voice around here
since he left school," remarked Mr.
Knowlton. "He was always arguing
with Roberge as to which nationality
was superior, Italian or French," and
"Speaking of missing people, it was
too bad Galvani's trick knees had to
start troubling him in the middle of the
season. His weight and speed might
have helped very much in the Whitman,
Weymouth, and Saugus games," sighed
Pearson, never a garrulous person,
was meditating upon the defeats at
Hingham, Abington, and Middleboro.
After a little more conversation the
boys left the locker room after mentally
saying goodbye to everything that it
represented, and went their respective
ways. Every one of them would like
nothing better than to be able to return
to school next year to play again. Al-
though the team had not won many
games, yet they had found something
here worth much more to them than vic-
tories. They had learned to play the
game for the joy of the physical contact
which the sport demands, and not for
the sole purpose of winning every game.
Parsons, Peck, and Joseph P. Govoni
were also an asset to the varsity. The
other graduating senior players are
Darsch, S. Brewster, Malaguti, and
CHEER UP, BOYS
Many games you've lost, boys,
You played them clean and fast;
Beaten at the end, boys,
Tough! But let it pass.
Not the losing counts, boys,
When you've played them fair;
Those who cheat in games, boys,
Are the ones who need to care.
So it is in life, boys,
Just make this your plan :
Grit your teeth, then smile, boys,
Take it like a man.
L. Roberge '38
WHEN SILENCE COMES
Sometimes, when silence spreads her wings,
Like silver on the heavy air,
I think of unessential things —
Of swaying trees — grotesque and bare,
And buterflies whose broken wings
Lie helpless in a garden path.
Of gorgeous sunsets — blazing red,
A dance that matched some fragile dream;
And through this haze, your lifted head.
And then a haunting tune; and nights
To which the scent of roses clings.
It's only when the silence comes,
I think of unessential things.
Ella Vitti '39
QUICK, HENRY, THE FLIT
There are some pests that we would like
Immensely to exterminate;
For none of us appreciates
The ones, who when the hero's fate
Hangs in the scales, communicate
How the play will terminate.
There are some pests that we would like
Immensely to exterminate.
Richard H. Tubbs '39
Some men would look more spic if
they had less span.
"Pop! I need an encyclopedia for
"Encyclopedia! Nothing doing. You
can walk to school like I did."
WE WANT A BASKET!
rpHE basketball teams were not par-
■*• ticularly successful this past season,
very probably because the whole of the
first team graduated last year and a
new one had to be organized. It con-
sisted of four juniors and two sopho-
mores, which indicates that next year's
team should give a fine account of itself.
We played only seven games of which
we won three and lost the rest. The
second team played four games, won
two, tied one, and lost one. Our oppon-
ents this season were Middleboro, Whit-
man, East Bridgewater, and, as usual,
This year Mrs. Garvin held inter-
class games. The Seniors lost to the
Sophomores, the Junior Firsts defeated
the Junior Seconds, the Junior Seconds
were, in turn, defeated by the Seniors,
and the winners were the Junior Firsts,
who had defeated the Sophomores.
The varsity consisted of four of the
six on the Junior first team and two
Sophomores: Jane Holmes, Betsy Drew,
and Euphemia Gascoyne, forwards ;
Lois Rovatti, Virginia Weston, and Til-
lie Bussolari, guards.
IN A DESERTED SCHOOLHOUSE
Echoes — as I pulled wide the heavy door
And stepped inside.
Echoes — of myriads of youthful voices,
Heard no more.
When footsteps fall on the sagging stairs
Where phantoms glide,
Creaks like the crackle of distant thunder
Cross the floor.
Initialled walls tell much of adolescent loves
— Now grown old,
Rain-streaked windows, oft sought by wandering
In dreams — now gone.
Where once the warmth of youth gave heat
Here dwells Cold:
Who knows what dreams have now come true
That here were born?
Barbara Paty '38
Excerpts from the Diary of P. H. S.
Continued from Page 37
and very proud to offer my conveni-
ences to such appreciative people.
In the not too distant future I hope
I shall again witness such a splendid
performance, demonstrating the fine
, spirit of cooperation between teachers
and the student body !
A day of rest ! ! Thank goodness !
THE hockey team was entirely suc-
cessful this year in view of the fact
that it was composed of one sophomore,
seven juniors, and only three seniors.
The first team played seven games, won
two, tied two, and lost three while the
second team won three games, tied two,
and lost one.
Probably the most exciting game of
the season was in Scituate. The oppos-
ing team had made two points in the
first half, and we were trying to defeat
them in the pouring rain, but we were
unable to score ourselves.
Mrs. Garvin continued, as usual, her
excellent coaching, and was very much
pleased to find that more girls came out
for hockey this season than ever before.
Special credit goes this year to Cap-
tain Carol Handy, L. W. ; Evon Lee,
R. F. B. ; and Marion Lahey, Goalkeep-
er; for their four years of consistent
practice. Others on the team were:
Tillie Bussolari, R. W. ; Lois Rovatti,
R. I. ; Charlotte Whiting, C. F. ; Barbara
Harlow, L. I.; Betsy Drew, R. H.; Jane
Holmes, C. H.; Antonette Rossetti, L.
H. ; and Brooks Barnes, L. F. B.
Next year we hope that we may re-
ward Mrs. Garvin's patience and coop-
eration by having an undefeated team.
Out of the miles of blackness —
Out of the starless night —
Across the darkened skyline
Her soul's eyes saw no light.
Out of the deepening stillness —
Out of the mystic air —
Out of her inward torment
She heard music soft and rare.
Into her restless spirit —
Into her turbulent brain —
Came a sudden, soothing calmness
Like a sweet and gentle rain.
Shirley Goldsmith '39
Aeneas wandered far and wide,
Took himself for quite a ride,
Including me, for still I doubt
What the deuce it's all about.
There once was a man named Aeneas,
Who was taking the place of Sychaeus,
But he soon tired of Dido
Who called him her Fido
And wandered the rest of his years.
First Row: L. Rovatti, T. Bussolari, J. Holmes, B. Drew, M. Lahey, C. Handy, E. Lee, B.
Harlow, B. Barnes, C. Whiting, A. Rossetlti
Second Row: C. Addyman, E. Mullany, I. Murphy, B. Johnson, B. Coleman, M. Ruggiero,
V. Sampson. D. Jesse, A. Barlow
Third Row: V. Weston, V. Young, E. Dupuis, A. Holmes, P. Gascoyne, A. Robrege
Fourth Row: V. Vinton, E. Vitti. Coach Garvin. E. McEwen. J. Holmes. H. Belcher
First Row: P. Gascoyne, B. Drew, J. Holmes, T. Bussolari, V. Weston, L. Rovatti
Second Row: C. Whiting, B. Studley, B. Coleman, M. Lahey, A. Beaman, A. Stein
Third Row: M. Fernandes, I. Murphy, E. McEwen, Mrs. Garvin, B. Kritzmacher, B.
Barnes, V. Sampson
Algy met a bear.
The bear was bulgy.
The bulge was Algy.
Not Found in a Dictionary
Banana Peel — Food article
brings the weight down
Etc. — Sign used to make others be-
lieve you know more than you do
Horrible Example — Any Mathematics
Rubber Goods — Opera glasses, tele-
Tangerine — A loose-leaf orange
Vacuum — Nothing shut up in a box
"Here comes the parade! Where's
"She's upstairs waving her hair."
"Goodness, can't we afford a flag?"
All Line Up, Please
The following message was flashed
upon the screen of a popular cinema :
"A five-dollar bill has been found in the
aisle. Will the owner please form a
queue outside the box office tomorrow
night?" — Montreal Star
— His conversation puts a terrific
strain on the eyebrows.
— Road maps tell a motorist every-
thing he wants to know except how to
fold them up again.
— Slam of the month : Knitting gives
women something to think about while
they are talking.
— Synonym: A word used when you
can't find the word you want.
— The good old days — when only One
man in Europe thought he was Napol-
— The difference between the right
word and the almost right word is the
difference between lightning and the
lightning bug. — Mark Twain
— When I think of then, I could grind
my teeth to powder and blow them
through my nose. — Alice Roosevelt
Farmer (on telephone to police) — A
blue motor car passed here, killed a cow,
containing four gentlemen and two
greyhounds, one of which was a clergy-
man with no license. — Pathfinder
Teacher — "Johnny, give me the prin-
cipal parts of the verb swim."
Johnny — "Swim, swam, swum."
Teacher — "Do the same with dim."
Johnny — "Dim — aw, don't ask me,
Jane: What's this I hear about your
going to the movies with your boarder?
Mary : Oh, that's only a roomer.
A man committed suicide and left a
note explaining: To the authorities —
I was cleaning the gun when it went off
Hiccough — a spasmodic inspiration
with a closure of the glottis, producing
a characteristic sound.
In Greece, a man took some clothes to a
Said the tailor, "Ah, my good friend,
Said the customer. "Ah, my good friend,
Heads of Indian tribes are called
chiefs, and their daughters are called
Conductor — (to his orchestra) : You
fellows have only one thing to learn.
The white part is the paper, and the
black part is the music.
A passive verb is one in which the
subject is the sufferer; such as, "He
Contralto is a low kind of music sung
only by ladies.
— "The idea of that bus-driver! He
glared at me as if I hadn't paid any
—"And what did you do?"
— "I just glared at him — as if I had!"
"How did the jokes in The Pilgrim
"On the Mayflower."
Mr. White: Say, mind my car while
I run into the store, will you?
Congressman Watson : Sir, I am a
Mr. White : That's all right. I trust
"Is your wife having any success
driving a car?"
"Well, the road is beginning to turn
when she does."
Political candidates : We need gov-
ernment reform, police reform, social
reform, and what I need is —
Voice from the rear: Chloroform!
Teacher : You should have been here
at nine o'clock, Harold.
Harold: Why, what happened?
A woman is a person who can hurry
through a drug store aisle eighteen
inches wide without brushing against
the piled-up tinware, and then drive
home and still knock off one of the doors
of a twelve-foot garage.
Notice on an office door in an Ala-
bama township: "Back in an hour.
Gone to lynch."
"Did they take an X-ray photo of
your wife's jaw at the hospital?"
"Yes, but all they could get was a
Policeman : How did the accident
Motorist: My wife fell asleep in the
Uncle Hink and Aunt Puney went out
to the beach for the summer, and the
first night Aunt Puney sat and looked at
the lighthouse. It was one of those
lighthouses that blink off and on every
thirty seconds. At the end of fifteen
minutes, Aunt Puney said, "Well, Hink,
I've learned my lesson in patience. The
wind has blown that light out thirty
times now, and that fella just keeps
lighting it again."
A certain chemistry student (chem.
7) would have received A in his course
on explosives if he hadn't blown up at
the last moment.
"Dad sent me for a piece of rope like
"How much does he want?"
"Oh, just enough to reach from the
cow to the fence."
Customers : I don't want those crack-
ers. Someone told me the rats ran all
Grocer: That isn't true because the
cat sleeps in the box every night.
Judge : Why did you steal that
Accused : I was hungry.
'What are you writing?"
'Well, give her my regards."
Well-dressed man, cigar in hand,
falling through the air from an air-
plane : "Gad, that wasn't the washroom
after all !"
Said the raindrop to the particle of
dust: "This settles you; your name is
The doctor was visiting Rastus'
wife to deliver her twelfth offspring.
While riding with Rastus on the way to
his house, he saw a duck in the road.
Doctor: Whose duck is that?
Rastus : Dat ain't no duck. Da's a
stork wid his legs wore off.
For one-armed drivers — You can't
pay attention to your brakes when your
mind is on your clutch.
Advice to motorists — Just because
you see its tracks is no sign a train has
A country feller used to do some
trucking with a dray, and once a city
feller hired him. When the country
feller told him the charge would be
$1.80, the city feller asked him to make
out a bill for him. The farmer went
home, and worked for hours trying to
do so. Suddenly he said to his wife : "I
think I got it. Three comes and three
goes at thirty cents a went — $1.80.
Professor: How did it happen that
an English Prince, the son of an Eng-
lish King, was born on Welsh soil?"
Day-dreaming pupil : Well, er-why,
errr, you see, Professor, his mother was
1 he individual grad-
uation portraits in the
Pilgrim mark the at'
tainments of our first
year in Plymouth.
the chase studio
l-E-S BETTER SIGHT LAMPS
Light up and live! It is a scientific fact that good
lighting actually aids physical and mental well-being.
That is why the abundant, glareless lighting of I.E.S.
Better Sight Lamps permits you to relax and enjoy
your book or your card game.
Come in and see how they differ from ordinary lamps.
See the translucent bowl that softens and diffuses
the light, preventing glare from shiny surfaces. See
why they give several times as much light as ordinary
lamps, and give useful light over a wider area. See how
they combine graceful beauty with sight-saving lighting.
Six-way model uses 1 00-200-300
watt MAZDA lamp. Note trans-
lucent reflector common to ol
I. E. S. Better Sight Lamps.
Plymouth County Electric Co-
"At Your Service"
Degree courses in Business Administration,
Accountancy and Finance, Secretarial Science
and Commercial Teacher-Training (four
years). Also shorter diploma Secretarial courses.
Free Placement Service. Bryant gradu-
ates are in demand for responsible posi-
Enrollment limited. Early registration is
advisable. You are invited to visit the College
and inspect the campus and the College-super-
vised dormitories. Catalog and View Book
mailed free. Address, Director of Admissions:
-»?§•"•». * ;
Hope and Benevolent Streets and Young Orchard Avenue
PROVIDENCE, R. I.
Courses for ™" 1 ^™ 1
Young Men and Women
(Pace), Secretarial, Shorthand, Type-
writing, Business, and Finishing courses.
One and Two-Year Programs. Previous
commercial training not required for
entrance. Leading colleges represented
in attendance. Students from different
Write or telephone for
Day or Evening Catalog
\J \Jtk uea
56 STUART STREET, BOSTON
MAKE THE RIGHT START
MOVE STEADILY FORWARD
(with a Degree Plan for those
who wish it)
and in addition
Telephone HANcock 6300
f i—n-i i -M i M.,,.,
BAILEY MOTOR SALES, INC.
1 1 4 SANDWICH STREET PLYMOUTH, MASS.
Buick and Pontiac Sales and Service
G.M.C. Truck Sales and Service
A reliable place to trade . . . One of the best equipped Service Station^
in this vicinity . . . 24-hour service , . . Open day and night . . .
Agents for Exide Batteries and United States Tires.
DON'T FORGET — All of our REPAIR WORK is GUARANTEED
A fine selection of
USED CARS AND TRUCKS
to choose from at all times.
THE PILGRIM 61
JOHN E. JORDAN CO.
Your Hardware Store for 113 Years
PAINTS, HOUSEHOLD APPLIANCES
PLUMBING, HEATING; SHEET METAL WORK
1 MAIN STREET, PLYMOUTH
IT HAS BEEN OUR GREAT PLEASURE TO SERVE
BOTH THE HIGH AND JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOLS
DURING THE SCHOOL YEARS FROM 1929 TO 1938
High Quality Ice Cream
STYLE Plus QUALITY
Two Very Important Words in Our
NEW LINE OF SPORT CLOTHES FOR SUMMER
WASH SLACKS — SPORT SHIRTS —
SWEATERS — NOVELTY HOSE
In Our New Style Line You Will Find Something Different
Agents for BOSTONIAN SHOES
MORSE & SHERMAN
WM. J. SHARKEY
COURT STREET PLYMOUTH
You'll want to look your best when you step up to receive your diploma,
at that great event — Graduation.
WE HAVE THE SUITS, TIES, SHIRTS, AND SHOES THAT WILL GIVE YOU THE
WELL-DRESSED APPEARANCE THAT YOU DESIRE. VISIT OUR STORE
AND LET US ASSIST YOU IN MAKING YOUR SELECTIONS
"The New Modern"
PURITAN CLOTHING COMPANY
"Home of Dependability"
56 MAIN STREET TeL 730-731 PLYMOUTH
Make your next automobile investment the
soundest money can buy
Pay for it through the
UNIVERSAL CREDIT COMPANY
at the rate of
(after usual, low down payment . . . your PRESENT car will
probably cover that)
We are offering this finance plan, as well as other plans figured at the rate
of Vz of 1% (6% for 12 months) on the original unpaid
balance and insurance.
Get complete details and a ride in a New Ford V-8 by calling
PLYMOUTH MOTOR SALES
Authorized Ford Sales and Service
181 COURT ST. Tel. 1247-W PLYMOUTH
the practical course
in Beauty Culture
%V /"ILFRED training in Beauty Culture
* ' assures success in this interesting, well
paying profession. Famous hairdressers in-
dorse and recommend Wilfred training be-
cause: Sound, proven principles are correctly
interpreted and applied by our master-
instructors. Spacious modern classrooms are
thoroughly equipped for fundamental and
practical training in every phase of Beauty
Culture. Write for free illustrated Booklet
Wilfred Academy occupies the entire
building at 492 Boylston Street, Boston.
No other school in New England is as large
as Boston Wilfred Academy. Visit us at
your convenience. We will be glad to show
you our classes in session. Day and evening
of Hair and Beauty Culture
492 BOYLSTON STREET Kenmore7286 BOSTON, MASS.
THE PILGRIM 63
BORZAN BEAUTY SALON
End Permanents $2.50
Hair Cuts, Finger Waves, Manicure, Eyebrows and Hair Trimming
Priced at 35c
MISSES BORSARI AND ZANDI
20 North Spooner Street NORTH PLYMOUTH
Call MISS ZANDI
MITCHELL - THOMAS CO., Inc.
LEADING FURNITURE STORE
Opposite Pilgrim Hall
WHITNEY SHIRTS MALLORY HATS
PLYMOUTH MEN'S SHOP
WM. CAVICCHI, Prop.
18 Main Street Tel. 341
LOW OVERHEAD — REASONABLE PRICES
See Our Special Offer On Suits For Graduates
CONGRESS SPORTSWEAR CHARACTER CLOTHES
64 THE PILGRIM
Best Wishes for Success
FOR THE GRADUATION GIFT
Give a Fine Watch or Ring
We carry a complete line of Nationally Advertised Watches
Bulova, Benrus, Elgin, Gruen, Hamilton, Waltham and Longines
Friendship and Birthstone Rings ; Sheaffer Pen and Pencil Sets ; Umbrellas ;
Overnight Cases; Tie and Collar Sets; Bill Folds;
Toilet Sets, 3 pieces to 20
PAY AS LITTLE AS FIFTY CENTS A WEEK
\ / S ^S*^** *' Visit Our
Eyes Examined -- Glasses Fitted
I)K. E. P. JEWETT. ReK. Optometrist
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Take a TIP . . . Take a TRIP to
19-21 Court St.,
THE NATION'S BIRTHPLACE
23 MAIN STREET
Next to First National Market
PATENT MEDICINES, COSMETICS
LOWEST PRICES IN TOWN
LEONORE'S BEAUTY SALON
ROY E. BEAMAN
46 Main St.
THE VIOLIN SHOP
ROGER S. KELLEN
BARBER AND BEAUTY SHOPS
Old Violins, Violas, and Cellos
Plymouth and Duxbury
Large Assortment of Cases, Bows, Strings, etc.
Artistic Repairing A Specialty
9 Winslow St. Tel. 1420 Plymouth, Mass.
BENJAMIN D. LORING
DINE AND DANCE
GIFTS AND CLOCKS
Home Cooked Food
Fine Repairing a Specialty
28 Main St., Plymouth, Mass.
Route 3 MANOMET
All work done in our own shop
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Plymouth Co-operative Federal
Savings and Loan Association
(Formerly PLYMOUTH CO-OPERATIVE BANK)
A. PERRY RICHARDS
ROBERT J. TUBBS
Vice-Pres. and Treasurer
WALTER R. AMESBURY
WALDER J. ENGSTROM
Secretary and Asst. Treas.
Insured SAFETY — Liberal YIELD
INSIST UPON THESE TWO
THINGS FOR YOUR SAVINGS
HOME MORTGAGE LOANS
THAT FIT YOUR BUDGET
CALL OR WRITE FOR INFORMATION
AND LOAN ASSOCIATION
Forti/'-four Afain St.,
VOLTA'S OIL CO.
N. Phillips S. S. Agency
ALL CLASSES OF TRAVEL
9 CUSHMAN ST.
A. CECCARELLI & SON
Cleansing and Tailoring
304 Court St. PLYMOUTH, MASS.
HELEN'S BEAUTY SHOP
in All Its Branches
19 COURT STREET
SHOES AND REPAIRING
Honest Values, Dependable Service
52 Court St.
Kemp's Candies and Nuts
Home Made Pastries
63 Main Street
52 Beacon Street
One-year and two-year courses in
Academic and Secretarial Science
offering, in addition to the conven-
tional business courses, training in
the development of attractive and
efficient business personality. The
environment is homelike and highly
M. IRENE FAY
Director and Vocational Adviser
'Where Quality Prevails"
Relief for ACID STOMACH
BISMA - REX
FOUR ACTION ANTACID POWDER
Neutralizes Acidity — Removes Gas — Soothes Stomach
— Assists Digestion
Big Bottle 50c
SAVE with SAFETY at
COOPER DRUG COMPANY
BEMIS DRUG COMPANY
"The 6 Busy REXALL Stores"
ABINGTON - N. ABINGTON - ROCKLAND
"In Plymouth It's Cooper's"
Protects That Orange Juice Flavor
MADE WITH REAL JUICE
From Tree -Ripened Valencia Oranges
Rich juice flavor -- protected, sealed carbon-
ation -- assurance of freshness, sanitation
Choose your favorite in Kist Beverages --
Strawberry Kist, Lemon Kist, Lime Kist,
Root Beer Kist, and many others. Ask your
dealer -- look for the Kist Sign on his store.
Carbonated. . to protect the flavor
Scaled- ■ to insure freshness
PLYMOUTH BOTTLING WORKS
124 Sandwich St., Plymouth
Tel. 1623 -W
WALK-OVER SHOE STORE
65 Main Street, Plymouth
f WALK-OVER SHOES
. I KAMP TRAMPS
Agents tor •< douglas shoes
l^of Sneakers and Rubbers
D. W. BESSE, Proprietor
45 Main Street
DR. E. HAROLD DONOVAN
PETROLEUM SALES and SERVICE, Inc.
THE ATLANTIC REFINING CO.
Filtered Range and Fuel Oils White Flash Gasoline
Atlantic High Film Strength Motor Oils
Telephone, Plymouth 1499
NATIONAL "D" STORE
J. F. TAYLOR
27 SUMMER ST.
J. S. COHEN, Proprietor
PLYMOUTH & BROCKTON
STREET RAILWAY CO.
PLYMOUTH'S MOST POPULAR
Modern Air Conditioned Buses
54 Main St. Tel. 38 PLYMOUTH
Sandwich St. PLYMOUTH
DR. FRANK L. BAILEY
Jim's Lunch & Restaurant
Regular Dinners A La Carte Service
Shore Dinners Our Specialty
5 and 7 Main Street
When there is better work done, we will do it
JOHN H. GOVI
Main Street PLYMOUTH
EARL W. GOODING
Jeweler and Optometrist
COUNTY AUTO SUPPLY, Inc.
GAS AND OIL
Main St. Ext.
AND HIS ORCHESTRA
"We put Neiv Life in Old Shoes"
PLYMOUTH SHOE HOSPITAL
63^ Main St. PLYMOUTH
DONOVAN & SULLIVAN
470 ATLANTIC AVE. BOSTON, MASS.
P. V. CARTER
STEVENS THE FLORIST
FLOWERS FOR ALL OCCASIONS
Member of The Florist Telegraph Delivery Association
9 COURT STREET
H. A. BRADFORD
S. S. PIERCE SPECIALTIES
Birdseye Frosted Foods
1 Warren Ave.
FIRST NATIONAL STORES
25 Main Street, Plymouth
O. R. SAYRE
W. G. WOOD
Join us at
Does Your Boy Drink Milk?
I'm only 8 years old and am one of the healthiest
boys in my class. That's why I am thankful to NOOK
FARM DAIRY. My mother says that Nook Farm
Products are always fresh and always best."
Nook Farm Dairy
"Country Fresh' 9
T. FRED GREGSON, Mgr.
NOOK ROAD Tel. 1262 PLYMOUTH
A GYPSY DANCED
A gypsy danced, the stars and I looked on.
And music sweet came from a distant hill;
All else was blackness, moonlight having gone-
A gypsy danced, the stars and I looked on;
I dared not move, within me an emotion born
Rendering me powerless beneath her will —
A gypsy danced, the stars and I looked on,
And music sweet came from a distant hill.
A gypsy danced, the stars her castanets,
Whirling, twirling beneath a blue-black sky;
A graceful beauty's lovely silhouette —
A gypsy danced, the stars her castanets,
And I, by vague wild doubts beset —
Looked on, and uttered not a sigh.
A gypsy danced, the stars her castanets,
Whirling, twirling beneath a blue-black sky.
A. Stein '38
THE APPLE TREE
By the pasture bars it stood
Crooked in the sun,
Branches bent and knotted wood,
Trunk and vines in one.
No one even turned to glance
At the grim old tree,
Though the robins found romance
In blissful ecstasy.
Only once in early May
It donned its flowery dress.
Then no queen in proud array
Wore such loveliness.
All its crooked branches bore
Wealth of fragile bloom,
Every bent twig held a flower
Pilled with sweet perfume.
Frances Lodi '39
76 THE PILGRIM
for high school graduates:
1. Liberal studies with English (including Journalism), a foreign
language, Science, or Social Science as a major.
2. Home Economics with Clothing or Foods as a major.
3. Secretarial Science (Commerical or Medical).
5. Academic Music with Piano, Voice, Organ, Violin, Cello," or Harp
as a major.
6. Art, including Fine Art, Commercial Art, and Crafts.
7. Dramatic Expression.
Various Combinations of the Above Courses Are Possible
The Academic Music Course prepares students to take examinations for advanced standing
in conservatories of the first rank. Chorus work, Glee Club and Orchestra.
A limited number of qualified students may arrange courses of
Concentrated effort along certain lines, with the same privileges and ad-
vantages ad students in the regular courses.
College Preparatory. The usual course modified to meet the needs
d'f each student and adapted to the requirements of the particular college
GENERAL. Subjects chosen according to the aptitudes and needs of the students.
Courses in Music, Art and Dramatic Expression are open to qualified students.
For Catalog address
LASELL JUNIOR COLLEGE
College of Liberal Arts
Offers a broad program of college subjects serving as a foundation for the under-
standing of modern culture, social relations, and technical achievement. The purpose of
this program is to give the student a liberal and cultural education and a vocational
competence which fits him to enter some specific type of useful employment.
College of Business Administration
Offers a college program with broad and thorough training in the principles of
business with specialization in ACCOUNTING. BANKING AND FINANCE, or BUSINESS
MANAGEMENT. Modern methods of instruction, including lectures, solution of business
problems, class discussions, professional talks by business executives, and motion pictures
of manufacturing processes, are used.
College of Engineering
Provides complete college programs in Engineering with professional courses in the
fields of CIVIL, MECHANICAL (with DIESEL, AERONAUTICAL, and AIR CONDI-
TIONING options), ELECTRICAL, CHEMICAL, INDUSTRIAL ENGINEERING, and
ENGINEERING ADMINISTRATION. General engineering courses are pursued during
the freshman year; thus the student need not make a final decision as to the branch of
engineering in which he wishes to specialize until the beginning of the sophomore year.
The Co-operative Plan, which is available to upperclassmen in all courses, provides
for a combination of practical industrial experience with classroom instruction. Under
this plan the student is able to earn a portion of his school expenses as well as to make
business contacts which prove valuable in later years.
Bachelor of Arts
Bachelor of Science
FOR CATALOG — MAIL THIS COUPON AT ONCE
Director of Admissions
Please send me a catalog of the
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